Luyện nghe bài hát Killaz Theme II (Bonus Track)

Heh heh, yea
Hahahaha,
Part the crowd the Red Sea
Don't tempt me

We want to you (My niggas fight to this)
We want to kill you (My fight to this)
We want to kill you (My niggas to this)
We want to you (Y'all creeps can't dig this)

Aiyyo, peace to our way of life, hats off to all the
This holster's for the autos and foot-long
for stacks of greenbacks
My outfit'll perform, so blow all raps
Now lemme take y'all niggas back to my of this
Your anxious to fag, catch a facelift
My shank do things for fakeness
My whole mob got the patience
Throw on your track Asics, and moves like a spaceship
We pack places, Infamous bangs nation
You're light at the weight station, that weak need replacin
Put in heavy rotation
Overdose music, it's to the user
Drive awhile under the of this
Careful 'cause you might just and shit
your whip and still pull my tape out your deck
Me and Mobb connect, like thirty-thousand dollar links
Unpopable, unstopable,

Yo, yo
My clientele was bringin' me money well
Smokin' buddha, L's, and weed so good leave a funny smell
Niggas scopin' me, police is close to me
regulatin', the way shit supposed to be
Gold chokin' me, cocaine provokin' me
To live my destiny, waters soakin' me
Floatin in a smokin Durango, my thing yo
My mac-milli (what?) sweeter a mango
Son you the drilly, the drama is a part of me
Did time for, cocaine, knives, and robbery
My rhyme rid as a live nigga prophecy
Mega poetic, rhymes are dimes but no credit
I'll leave your mind dunn, but don't wet it
Scarface persona, I acquired a for drama
And I embrace this shit, you banned from the projects
Your love here (fuck it) ain't shit, yo see you
Nigga you transparent, see through rhymes, automated
You semi-crime related, Cormega and Mobb rhyme amazin'
shit you can't fuck with, what

Fuck your bullshit rep, you ass bet
Talkin' all that shit, even got cash yet
Our flaws, try to get away no tossed
Got drama my clique I'ma take it to the source
QBC representive, I'm just to live
If I can't get to you, I'ma take it to kids
Spray crib, fuck it son, somethin' gotta give
If I can't live, then nothin' gonna live
dead ass, 'bout to put this whole shit in the smash
You Hit that ass up with 4 wheels
The ?darkside?, you gonna squeal, like them rappers
You know we the truth, you wanna clap us
I got this, strictly out the mouth, nothin' but hot
Pop shit, fuck this when we drop shit
You helpless, put your whole shit service
We smoke shit (Thank God for this)
Yo if it wasn't, for niggas us, you'd just be assed up
for petty get cats (come on now, you know I know)
When it come to I'm a ho, never bite my tongue
Let them playa haters know, how we
Straight through while you runnin'
Get dunnin', had that ass shakin' like a bitch when she
Wanted a mil, that ass like a mickey
It's 50-50 fuckin' with this nigga, come and get me

2x
(It's no doubt)
We want to you (that's right)
(It's no doubt)
We want to you (that's right)
(It's no doubt)
We to kill you (that's right)
(It's no doubt)
We want to you (that's right)