Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Ova Nuttin'

Yeah, what the hell you know the Rydas? Black
trucks and hoods bitch!! Shit, you 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 to leave her purse with the wallet

Ain't no
Cell Block starts dumpin'
Through your neighborhood our black be bumpin'
Watch your mouth, game, and learn somethin'
Nigga, check nuts, 'cause I'm ova nuttin'

Now I be with my shotty
A fifth of
My nose
In the
Intentions to her body
Give a fuck who he or who he know
Let the barrel
Or a quarrel
Over that he borrowed, no
Do the
On the
Makin' predictions to the count
I even a hotty now
Sprayin' couples I loved you
So you
I don't gang 'cause I'm strugglin'
Bee-yatch!! Yo I'm a killa ova

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

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she to love me
on my pickle, peace, everything was lovely
Forties and Swishers delivered to my
Early in the mornin', on my woodpeck
Livin' lavish, every beckoned on
I'm the big Clip and bitches all pause, anyway,
no reason for drama
I killed that muthafuckin' bitch and her

doin' drive-bys and leavin' hoes for dead

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

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

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

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

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

Body collapsed, soul fly Peter Pan
Lil' Shank the hood, raised in bad ways
your fuckin' cap 'cause I'm havin' a bad day
Hey, you can be a if you want to
But I'ma be a 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!
ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!