Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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Welcome to 187 Murder 1 News
Tonight we on the city of Vallejo in the state of California
Where five black men found dead at the water front
various gunshot wounds
This brings the homicide rate in the of California
To one of the in the nation
And is now to you as Killa Kali

The state of California call it Killa Kali
Murder weapons in the river bodies in the alleys
Bring the yellow tape, bags gettin' zipped up
Heads blown off wit', insides ripped up
Mobile phones flipped up, factors shots
Bitch niggas, it's some real niggas on the block
'Cuz every hood got a trigga happy
That don't give a fuck puttin' two in your liver
But how you you can do dirt and stay clean

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

But whatever the reason my are walkin' the yard
Or gettin' they guts, some tryin' to make it home but I
They safer in that pin 'cuz on gin be lettin' them Mack 10's
Bust 32 times and niggas who in it gettin' shot by
Standards on the block, smokin' like bomb, fools up they cell
sideways 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' in Killa Kali

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

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

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

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

Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali

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

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

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

Trigga happy niggas no heart, it ain't no used to be
For your life 'cuz out here they to take they own
Snortin' that Peruvian on Hennessey you know they
Can't tell a shit in the 9-5
All about they scrilla doin' niggas in on the
through yo hood buckin' fools down
Gettin' caught, slippin' with they mutherfuckin' down
with one eye open in the valley
'Cuz everything you love'll get up in killa kali

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

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

Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali

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

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

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

California be plottin' on fools
mutherfuckers for them daytons
And that 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 them fools on the track pullin' out
whippin' niggas till they drop
Reach in they draws and they rocks
They money, rings and they chains

Without a on but can't complain
all in the game
Follow one of them ballers to residence
Tyin' niggas up, lookin' for them dead
for the money
You the scratch but now we call it scrilla
It turned them Kali niggas straight killas
Set on a daily basis

Vietnam shit on what a nigga in the hood faces
case, cop into a lesser charge
Three strikes hit you that L
Lock behind bars, bellin' wit' a
Punks seem it's waitin'
To catch a nigga slippin' or get killed over

Fuckin' wit' bitch will get you killed
let they hoes mow down they homies on the real beitch
Fools come to Kali thinkin' med
Caught up in the cross when them sets bump heads
yo hand on ya nina in the valley
Or everything you get smoked up in Killa Kali

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

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