Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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

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

Niggas like that get pronounced dead on the
Ain't no winnin' 'cuz everybody taken losses in they hood
Reminiscin' on they niggas, man, I wish I
Bring the homies that I lost up in that funk season
Gotta myself or let that alcohol be the reason
So I just 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 reason my folks are the yard
Or gettin' they guts, some to make it home but I think
They safer in that pin 'cuz niggas on gin be lettin' Mack 10's
Bust 32 times and niggas who in it gettin' shot by
on the block, smokin' like bomb, fools given up they cell
Gettin' sideways them T-shirts, soakin' wet
Retaliation is a
So now you them niggas you was funkin' wit'
be at yo do so, keep yo hand on yo nina in the valley
Or get dumped in the alley, fuckin' in Killa Kali

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

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

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

It's Killa Kali, it's Killa
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 follow you until you gone
So ya chrome and handle your own
'Cuz tend to run
Walked in the party 10 deep and left wit' one
Real on your team but you know how it is
Can't even trust niggas that you knew since you was kids
It ain't no thang, I let 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 ditch your family in front of you
So many niggas slip, that's how they slide a bitch up you
I wonder the next nigga to catch a bullet for sex nigga
you was cock until they chopped you
With them tecs nigga, I the game is on its last leg

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

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

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

Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

Killa Kali, it's 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
whippin' niggas till they drop
Reach in they and take they rocks
They money, they rings and they

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

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

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

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

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