Luyện nghe bài hát Killaz

I'm not of the storm, no
It seems like slipping away
I'm not of the storm, no
I'm not of the storm

You with a killa
(I you, baby)
You fuckin' a killa
(You're so sexy)
You fuckin' a killa
Lyrical, serial, evil or

Uhh, I'm in with this pep
Switch a nigga up, put a thug in a
Chop a head off, pick his head up
Turn it down, drink his blood from his neck

Uhh, I fly you with the Coupe now
I'm fire, the fire marshal shut the down
Uh, you fuckin' with a

Take your body, rape body, dump it in the river
Turn myself in then, beat the case for it
Turn and put I really did it on my Twitter

Uhh, I'm a fucked up,
Pill poppin', everybody up with us
Me and Joey the cottonmouth
(I you, baby)
What the you talkin' 'bout? Sing

Uhh, uh, I'm fuckin' a killa
(So crazy)
I'm fuckin' with a
I'm fuckin' with a
Lyrical, serial, or killa

First the clouds form, then dark in the sky
Then the roar when a couple of them collide
Then the most rain landed on my
Caesar then Jesus Christ, the storm

6 foot somethin' of Spanish descent
What I write is air like my hand's in a vent
Y'all 'bout to be like you don't know where your manager went
just a heads up 'cause none of y'all was plannin' a vic

I'm the projects, Grey Goose, a crate on the bench
Mike's Hard get you amateurs bent
I'm from they don't hesitate the cannon that spits
Stand by the wrong man and watch thoughts land on a fence

I'm the voice of the gutter where your boys serve mother
And the noise from a clucker puts boy on a cover
We annoy 'cause they never put on, we from the hood
We snitch boy we weather the storm, we some killaz

You with a killa
(I you, baby)
You with a killa
(You're so sexy)
You with a killa
Lyrical, serial, or killa

I'm comin' with flash just to blast your face
Bullets faster than the NASA spacecraft
Get your face smashed by the click clack
The impact's a passion of plane crash

The mic minister write literature, rhyme
Might injure, your nine endin' your life it's the
Prime miniature time witness the
Innocent lives goodbye, picture the I, givin' a fuck

The truth just walked in the booth talkin'
Too often I put a hot beat in a new
For instrumentals I dig a grave then so many bars
Around you when you feel like you in a cage

styles is sour, you makin' lemonade
Take a thousand hours to write, our rhymes made
Me, and Joell leave you crippled
Motherfuck five but we'll kill you over Nickel, we some killaz

You fuckin' with a
(I you, baby)
You fuckin' with a
(You're so sexy)
You with a killa
Lyrical, serial, evil or

I disagreed with my shadow he got on Twitter
(so I)
Don't like followed so I shot that nigga
A known loner, that's
I'm a loner that's known to to put a comber in a coma

You lookin' at the prime suspect, enough stress
If you can give a then I can give fluck less
Obsessed who I struck next so I set it for
Success I spit 'cause the vic is my next metaphor

Self-destructive with light lies
If, you lookin' for psychotic, I got it or
Maybe are retarded, absurd
And I observe while the world tries to act reserved

Need a Oscar, put on an act that's superb
Everybody relax, words, maybe it's not
It's be reasonable doubt but
Reason don't out my mouth, I let it come out of hers

I'm with a killa
I'm with a killa
I'm fuckin' a killa
I'm fuckin' a killa