Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Ova Nuttin'

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

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

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

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

Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ashamed!
Wettin' up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' from the to the westside of town!
ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!
Wettin' up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' from the 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', neden on my
Livin' lavish, every call on
I'm the big Clip and bitches all pause, anyway,
no reason for drama
I that muthafuckin' bitch and her mama

Still doin' drive-bys and hoes for dead

Is what my homeboy
I no bitch hoe, end your life on G.P.
With ya whole
On the lawn at me
And I could could give a fuck, get to 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 face or get it slapped,

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

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

I been wonderin' the fuck you been lookin' at
You it ain't no thang for me to get my gat
And blow holes in your frame you look like an

Body collapsed, soul fly like 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!
mothafuckas up over anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' from the to the westside 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!