Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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Welcome to channel 187 1 News
Tonight we on the city of Vallejo in the state of California
Where black men were found dead at the water front
From various gunshot
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 niggas it Killa Kali
Murder in the river bodies found in the alleys
Bring the yellow tape, body bags gettin' up
Heads off wit', they insides ripped up
Mobile phones flipped up, factors shots
Bitch made niggas, it's real niggas on the block
'Cuz hood got a trigga 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 dead on the scene
Ain't no winnin' teams 'cuz taken losses in they hood
Reminiscin' on niggas, man, I wish I could
Bring back the homies that I lost up in that season
Gotta check myself or let that alcohol be the
So I poor a little liquor on the concrete
For my dead homies and the ones who gone see the streets
Locked up the rest of the locs

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

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

on they knees
Wit' tears in they eyes,
('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the 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 you do gone follow you until you gone
So pack ya chrome and handle own
'Cuz tend to run
Walked in the party 10 deep and left wit' one
Real nigga on team but you know how it is
Can't even trust them niggas you knew since you was kids
It ain't no thang, I let them have it to

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

Trigga happy wit' 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 they gone
Can't tell a nigga in the 9-5
All about they doin' niggas in on the side
Bellin' through yo 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 kali

on they knees
Wit' tears in 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 Killa Kali, Killa Kali

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

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

niggas be plottin' on fools
Jackin' mutherfuckers for them
And leave that ol' school sittin' on yo face in the dash
Two in the back of yo head, rip yo pockets of then
Then you got them fools on the pullin' out glocks
Pistol whippin' niggas till they
Reach in they draws and they rocks
money, they rings 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 presidents
It's for the
You know the scratch but now we call it
It turned them Kali niggas into killas
Set on a daily basis

Vietnam shit on what a nigga in the hood faces
1-8-7 case, cop into a charge
Three strikes hit you that L
Lock behind bars, wit' a strap
Punks seem like waitin'
To catch a nigga slippin' or get over conversation

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

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

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