Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Ova Nuttin'

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

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

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

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

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!
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!

Now I this bitch, yo, she used to love me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, was lovely
Forties and Swishers 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,
no reason for drama
I killed that muthafuckin' and her mama

Still doin' drive-bys and hoes for dead

Is my homeboy said
I ain't no hoe, end your life on G.P.
ya whole family
On the lawn at me
And I could give 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

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

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

Body collapsed, fly like Peter Pan
Lil' from 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 be a Ryda 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 east to the of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a ain't ashamed!
Wettin' mothafuckas up anything!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, down!
Dumpin' the east to the westside of town!