Luyện nghe bài hát Killas

Hey Hey Hey, 3 hard mutha fuckas, 3 hard fuckas, 3 hard Mutha fucka
That ain't scared of
Now let me tell you fuckas who you fuckin with
You with the killas
You fuckin the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You fuckin with killas
You fuckin with the mutha realist niggas

[Lil
I wish a mutha fucker say something
around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I like startin some shit,
and I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun ya (Yeah!)
Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard, stomp that ass out a million man march
Sawed off gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga
Ready to
Blow a fucker bye bye
blank range, yeah niggas gon' die
That's why I never leave the crib packing my gat
Strap on my vest, put on my hat. fuckers outta line
Gettin laid flat, I'm a show you how a real nigga act

Hey! 3 hard fuckas
3 mutha fuckas
3 hard fucka
ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you fuckas who you fuckin With
You with some killas
You with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You with some killas
You fuckin the mutha fuckin realist niggas

[The
3, The hard way
Black Lambo, No
Black Ski mask, Saw Massacre
Kill with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow the intersection
Loaded clips, 'em in
Got a black four
Call it revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin
Lil Jon be
nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, should re-open alcatraz
And with a life without rehabillitaion
Fuck Schwarzenegger
It's my
Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso
Please let oprah know that I won't ever stop sayin and hoe

Hey! 3 hard mutha
3 mutha fuckas
3 hard fucka
ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you mutha who you fuckin with
You with some killas
You with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas

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dirty lick tryina clean hip-hop, but it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped, your will stop
Clostamy bags, for all these fags, I don't hear that shit
Hu Heff's a prince, jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why a nigga get rich from you
are English words
Scarred to be by geeks and nerds,
Mad cause I flip verbs and pull that phantom away from the curb
I think they jelous of the hood fellas, hot dogs make relish
a world without
Hip-hop, Lord used to these bitch cops

Hey! 3 hard fuckas
3 hard mutha
3 hard mutha
They ain't of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you with
You fuckin with killas
You fuckin the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You fuckin with killas
You fuckin with the fuckin realist niggas