Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

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

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

Let me try to
I shoot his truck up just to him insane
Give his Rover the new name, the range
we see you yell fire and aim

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

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

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

Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's with
If it Vivica or somebody similar
Comin' down the block the is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

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

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

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

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

Cars, cribs, money, had to me some
Zeke right behind me dun, dun, he by all the rules
That's why the is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your regular with children

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

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

ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, TV's are
Fiends on line, coke lines, they 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 flights, right where the bosses meet

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

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

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

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