Luyện nghe bài hát Killaz On The Payroll

Welcome, boys and girls, you thought
was gonna come weak?
Nigga this the fool, uh

I got some killaz on the
An know when its time
To business nigga lay low

I to struggle hopin' God dont stop my hustle
My fam fight like wild dogs wit' out a muzzle
The shots was multiple I blood puddles
in sand wit niggaz fallin' in doubles

Baby couples I mean the kill the weak
dolla puzzles I done placed the last piece
Success is I put it all back together
Mass melted strictly guarded by barretas, uh

Cash means 'fo the jewels they get ass beat
Sweat in my sleep they found a way to blast me
Grossly mutha fuckaz tried to me
they throat look in my eyes now slowly
Your thats for takin' it P now whats left to play soley

Thats for fuckin' wit me listen in the its a respect thang
Cant tell the tune left ya non-taxin' mostly brought up
Got sold on my most the nights I slept got awoke by shots
The inner city I could care less about your
Im phats bossin' to die come and get me

Well, you can label me an outlaw when maxx turn to set it off
Grab the 9 by the pistol grip an let it off
Like hoff killin' MCs off wit a vengeance
Blow the up an leave it smokin' when Im finished

Per pound my niggaz been in it an done, done it
So when you come to smoke our records
you know who run it I gets blunted 168 hours a week
P tried to creep an got burnt from to feet

But sleep on the vocabulary skillz
Of a thats out to make mills, uh
My phats bossalini tells all the block cats
Got a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to

If its one thang this nigga hate its niggaz like chimpanzees
Thats why its no to the shit these niggaz hand me
20 years of struggle huddles an plans amount to millions bubble
why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled

No matter my home nigga my home is Im hustlin'
Wit killaz on the payroll makin' up for lost pay
The bay its hustle-matic till you drop
Stop bold through the cuts, lookin' for cops

I kept on runnin' for three years too fuckin' long
And had to wit' everythang that went wrong
I got the Lord in my life not 'cuz
But the fact was a nigga had an visions

listened to grown folks I did my own thang
So fuckin' what if its the wrong thang
Its one rule I live by keep some killaz on the payroll
Nigga an get yo right

I got killaz on the payroll
An they when its time
To handle nigga lay low

Presentin' more urban of crack sales
An black mail, an black males, black males
Thats why these streets is symbolic to Baghdad
Its sad they did my comrad bad him wit' the mag

Now hes walkin' wit' a cane and a shit bag
My loc keep me focused got me this rag
Wit' this tragedy added to
An frustration Farrah himself couldnt stop me

Retaliation 'cuz his climax was pay back
He let his wounds heal an got get back
An low posted up wit the family shack
Fully strapped wit' a Benjamin big faced

to get attacked lookin' for the sale he put in his work
He swore on the turf, put his ass in the dirt
'Cuz a million soldier and served in these circle street wars
Before the deaths of and Tupac Shakur

Is this the effects of young black an poor?
Do we genetically what it takes to endure?
Had killaz lookin' for him Crenshaw to 5th wards
To the O A K 6-9 will it real 'cuz men sharpen men

Like steel steel
We warriors for the skrill a whole lot of will
An Im never put down my sword an kill
'Cuz Im out here in these wit the focus of a drill

Yeah, straight mobbulation,
Run up and put down

I got killaz on the payroll
An know when its time
To handle business lay low

I got killaz on the payroll
An they when its time
To handle nigga lay low

I got some on the payroll
An they know when its
To handle business lay low
(Uh, you niggaz knowin')

Uh, uh, well, its that will
That nigga, that fill niggaz wit hot ones
Combined l we doubled barreled guns
Mutha fuckaz run fuckin' around wit' al-bum, num 2 so

Do not be around wit' we and we wont fuck around wit' you
I do hang wit' dru I do not be fuckin' wit' busta like you
Cant trust niggaz in yo what to do, I dont be drinkin' no brew
I do get till I kiss the sky an straight up run this just Hindu

I do I go under and under like lies
Shakin' these fleas and shoo-flys royalties noo-trybe
Got niggaz tryin' to twist me like screw
But fuck what you claimin' we mack 10

Hoobangin', hooride so who
Nobody ever 'cuz true killaz dont fuck wit' niggaz like you
yo gums 'bout who got ya feelin' the blues drunk an I say
Grabbin' yo pumpkin' like, ooh I been the ice cream man since 92

through in the ice cream truck on triple gold shoes
Fuck too trus vogues the hoes blues bitches choose to lose
Plus I puff indo, fool how could you
I do not be fuckin' wit' bitches like you

But only if you knew my
Id have you running through the crew, I do
But since I got funk wit' no limit crew somethin' new
been tryin' to step on my shoes you know who
That nigga got a like dru

Burn like two remmies he perform for you
I do it wit real niggaz from frisco
to my niggaz from get low the RBL my nigga cool nut 11/5
Bump this in yo seven get a show and bring you about seven die

Mutha fuckaz to bribe but niggaz aint bumpin' no 4-tay
'Cuz he too bietch tryin' to smoke some more yay, uh
Jose around the bay I knew he be funny lookin g-money
Nigga puffin' voos heard you got married to a like

You to get some get right like mac mall
it act like you cant rap at all
We havin' jobs and swingin' on balls
So dont get flat on your

An get snatched up in a
'Cuz youse a bitch nigga rupaul
You all think you make money dissin' my crew?
But only if you knew
You fuckin' wit mobb niggaz fool, uh

I got some on the payroll
An know when its time
To handle nigga lay low

I got killaz on the payroll
An know, an they know