Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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Welcome to channel 187 1 News
Tonight we focus on the of Vallejo in the state of California
Where five black men were found dead at the front
From gunshot wounds
This the homicide rate in the state of California
To one of the highest in the
And is now known to you as Killa

The of California niggas call it Killa Kali
Murder weapons in the river found in the alleys
Bring the yellow tape, body bags zipped up
Heads blown off wit', they insides up
Mobile phones flipped up, factors callin'
Bitch niggas, it's some real niggas on the block
every hood got a trigga happy nigga
That give a fuck about puttin' two in your liver
But how you figure you can do and stay clean

Niggas like get pronounced dead on the scene
Ain't no winnin' teams 'cuz everybody taken losses in hood
on they niggas, man, I wish I could
Bring back the that I lost up in that funk season
Gotta check myself or let that be the reason
So I poor a little liquor on the concrete
For my dead homies and the who ain't gone see the streets
Locked up with the rest of the

But whatever the my folks are walkin' the yard
Or gettin' guts, some tryin' to make it home but I think
They in that pin 'cuz niggas on gin be lettin' them Mack 10's
Bust 32 times and niggas who ain't in it gettin' by
Standards on the block, smokin' like bomb, fools given up cell
Gettin' leaven them T-shirts, soakin' wet
Retaliation is a
So now you them niggas you was funkin' wit'
Gone be at yo do so, keep yo hand on yo nina in the
Or get dumped in the alley, fuckin' around in Killa

on they knees
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)

Mothers on they
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)

It's Kali, it's Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, it's Killa
Buck,

The killin's on, even safe when you at home
Whatever dirt you do gone follow you you gone
So pack ya chrome and handle own
'Cuz tend to run
Walked in the party 10 deep and only wit' one
Real nigga on team but you know how it is
Can't even trust them that you knew since you was kids
It no thang, I let them niggas have it to

up and I switch up on that ass before I blast you
And better watch them hoes in they mix
Seen them choosen and you bid on set up for a
Six foot ditch with your family in of you
So many niggas slip, that's how they slide a up under you
I wonder whose the nigga to catch a bullet for sex nigga
Thought you was until they chopped you
With them tecs nigga, I think the game is on its leg

happy niggas wit' no heart, it ain't no used to be
For your life out here they quick to take they own
Snortin' Peruvian on Hennessey you know they gone
Can't tell a nigga in the 9-5
All about scrilla doin' niggas in on the side
Bellin' yo hood buckin' fools down
Gettin' caught, slippin' with they mutherfuckin' down
Sleep with one eye in the valley
'Cuz everything you love'll get smoked up in killa

Mothers on knees
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)

Mothers on knees
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)

It's Kali, it's Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, it's Killa
Buck,

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

California niggas be plottin' on
Jackin' for them daytons
And leave ol' school sittin' on with yo face in the dash
Two in the of yo head, rip yo pockets of then laugh
Then you got fools on the track pullin' out glocks
Pistol whippin' till they drop
Reach in draws and take they rocks
They money, rings and they chains

Without a skimask on but complain
It's all in the
one of them ballers to they residence
Tyin' up, lookin' for them dead presidents
It's for the
You know the but now we call it scrilla
It turned them Kali into straight killas
Set on a daily basis

ain't shit on what a nigga in the hood faces
1-8-7 case, cop into a lesser
Three hit you with that L
Lock behind bars, bellin' wit' a
seem like it's waitin'
To catch a nigga slippin' or get over conversation

Fuckin' wit' bitch will get you quick
Niggas let they hoes mow down homies on the real beitch
Fools come to Kali club med
Caught up in the cross fire when them sets heads
Keep yo on ya nina in the valley
Or everything you love'll get smoked up in Killa

Mothers on they
tears in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)

Mothers on knees
Wit' tears in eyes, why?
('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)