Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Ova Nuttin'

Yeah, what the hell you know the Rydas? Black
and hoods bitch!! Shit, you better check that,
hell...

Yo! I'm a
Cap
Other bitches is wack, but are for rilla
Gimme all skrilla
Your keys to ride
Tell your bitch to leave her purse with the

Ain't no
When Cell Block dumpin'
Through your our black trucks be bumpin'
your mouth, peep game, and learn somethin'
Nigga, check nuts, I'm killin' ova nuttin'

Now I be ridin' my shotty
A fifth of
My nose
In the
Intentions to levitate her
Give a fuck who he with or who he
Let the barrel
Or a know
somethin' that he borrowed, no
Do the
On the
Makin' predictions to the count
I blast a hotty now
Sprayin' couples I loved you
So you
I gang bang 'cause I'm strugglin'
Bee-yatch!! Yo I'm a ova nuttin'

Killa ova nuttin', a ain't ashamed!
mothafuckas up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!
ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!
Wettin' up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
from the east to the westside of town!

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, was lovely
Forties and delivered to my doorstep
Early in the mornin', neden on my
lavish, every call beckoned on
I'm the big Full and bitches all pause, anyway,
no reason for drama
I killed that muthafuckin' bitch and her

Still drive-bys and leavin' hoes for dead

Is my homeboy said
I ain't no bitch hoe, end your on G.P.
With ya whole
On the lawn at me
And I could give a fuck, get to lookin' at my
gat
Get to feindin' a basehead, to leave you hoes

Two-Gats got my
Killa ova nuttin', a fact
Get out my or get it slapped, bitch

Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ashamed!
mothafuckas up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
from the east to the westside of town!

I was born the biggest chip on my shoulder
I killed little and took they strollers
I'm older, tie you up
And red lettuce out the side of your head
(pa-tow!!)
You die any minute
Turn your back, and get a point slug in it
You bit it
Over at all
Now they serve peanuts out your
At

I been what the fuck you been lookin' at
You know it no thang for me to get my gat
And holes in your frame till you look like an

Body collapsed, fly like Peter Pan
Shank from the hood, raised in bad ways
Peel your cap 'cause I'm havin' a bad day
Hey, you can be a if you want to
But be a Ryda bitch, so fuck you!

Killa ova nuttin', a ain't ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' from the east to the of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ashamed!
mothafuckas up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!