Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

Before we get into this Killa
start this shit 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 shoot his truck up to drive him insane
Give his the new name, the firing range
we see you yell fire and aim

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

But when it come to 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 on you, even haters lovin' my style
I'm a role model, I the hustlers proud
I the customers smile
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it Vivica or somebody similar
down 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
he kill people, we believe him
Oh he's reachin'
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

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

Dial Killa for once, no redial
Just see child, the O G and how I used to be wild
This the story of and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you 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
why the house is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your married with children

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

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

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

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

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(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)

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

And the Porsche is peach, felt like 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 heard he his teeth and it's

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

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

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