Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, with Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or similar
Comin' the block the suspense is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be what are we gonna 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,

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

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

Cars, cribs, money, had to me some
Zeke 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 regular married children

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

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

Hide ya mom, police protection, that's I'm cordial
convertible, TV's are portable
Fiends on line, lines, they come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a star but car is Gallardo?
(Killa)

I was to eat, anything you lost I keep
the fifth, and then like a Piston, toss the heat
Now round the corner, up the block, cross the
Up fifty flights, where the bosses meet

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

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a star but they car is
(Killa)