Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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

The state of California niggas it Killa Kali
Murder weapons in the river bodies found in the
Bring the yellow tape, body gettin' zipped up
blown off wit', they insides ripped up
Mobile phones up, factors callin' shots
Bitch made niggas, some real niggas on the block
'Cuz every hood got a trigga happy
That don't give a fuck about puttin' two in your
But how you figure you can do dirt and clean

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

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

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

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

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

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

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

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

It's Kali, it's Killa Kali

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

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

Without a skimask on but complain
all in the game
Follow one of them to they residence
Tyin' niggas up, lookin' for them dead
for the money
You know the but now we call it scrilla
It turned them Kali niggas straight killas
Set trippin' on a daily

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

Fuckin' wit' will get you killed quick
Niggas let they hoes mow down they on the real beitch
Fools come to Kali thinkin' med
Caught up in the cross fire when them sets bump
Keep yo hand on ya nina in the
Or you love'll get smoked up in Killa Kali

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

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