Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

Before we get into this Killa
Let's this shit off with my man 40 Cal

Who am I? 40 Cal.
Gat to back, get down motherfucker
motherfucker
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

Let me try to
I shoot his truck up to drive him insane
his Rover the new name, the firing range
When we see you fire and aim

'Cause when I fire them it's like
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, who pretty
Drop two on a hot new Bentley

But it come to drops say he cop too many like, damn
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)
Down wonderful Cal
(They Hummers in brown)

Nah, I shitted on you, even haters lovin' my style
I'm a role model, I the hustlers proud
I the customers smile
(You will be what are we gonna do now)

Catch me in them with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or somebody
down the block the suspense is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

Cal, we see him we leavin'
He schemin', he be
he kill people, we believe him
Oh shit he's
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa, Killa, Killa,

Dial Killa for murda once, no
see child, the O G style and how I used to be wild
This the story of Cam'ron and Giles one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you wasn't

Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a hundred
Did the interstate, big cities, ones
Took over niggaz towns, black ties, bums
Handsome hoods, thugs, but we grimy dun

Cars, cribs, money, had to find me
right behind me dun, dun, he play by all the rules
That's why the house is his, the cars, all the
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your married with children

Dawg, nine to five, office,
Couldn't live that life, I needa loft and
I had too much class, I ain't to school
If report to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, often drool
Fuckin' wit wolf, this should be taught to you
Ya money don't matter, what you can't to do
Is fuck wit me dawg, that be affordable

ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, are portable
Fiends on line, coke lines, come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
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Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox I'm cocked
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Cam, fam, damn,
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Season and the reason you
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Who buy out the bar
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Who far from a but they car is Gallardo?
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I was forced to eat, anything you lost I
Shot the fifth, and then like a Piston, the heat
Now round the corner, up the block, cross the
Up fifty flights, right the bosses meet

And the Porsche is peach, felt like George
Left Boston Market, did deals on Boston
Now, I bought the beach, all because they applaud my
One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his teeth and

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
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Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
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Cam, fam, damn,
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and the reason you breathin'
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Who buy out the bar
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Who far a star but they car is Gallardo?
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