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
Other is wack, but Rydas are for rilla
all your skrilla
Your keys to ride
Tell your to leave her purse with the wallet

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

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

Killa ova nuttin', a ain't ashamed!
mothafuckas up over 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!

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, was lovely
and Swishers delivered to my doorstep
Early in the mornin', on my woodpeck
Livin' lavish, every call on
I'm the big Clip and bitches all pause, anyway,
with no for drama
I killed that bitch and her mama

Still doin' drive-bys and leavin' hoes for

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

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

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!
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!

I was born the biggest 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 could die any
Turn back, and get a hollow point slug in it
You bit it
nuttin' 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 look an

Body collapsed, soul fly like Pan
Lil' Shank from the hood, raised in bad
Peel your fuckin' cap 'cause I'm 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 Ryda ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!
ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' from the east to the of town!