Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

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

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

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

'Cause when I fire them it's like
(You will be wonderin' what are we 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 like, damn
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
Down wonderful Cal
(They Hummers in brown)

Nah, I just shitted on you, even lovin' my style
I'm a role model, I make the hustlers
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 somebody
Comin' the block the suspense is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

That's Cal, we see him we
He schemin', he be
Heard he kill people, we him
Oh shit reachin'
(You will be what 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 used to be
This the story of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, you wasn't there

Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a years
Did the interstate, big cities, tiny
Took over niggaz towns, black ties, tiny
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, to five, office, pool
live that life, I needa loft and pool
I had too much class, I report to school
If they to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often
wit this 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

Hide ya mom, police protection, when 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 I'm cocked
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

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

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

And the Porsche is peach, like Boston George
Left Market, did deals on Boston Beach
Now, I the beach, all because they applaud my speech
One crossed the chief I know 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 but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)