Luyện nghe bài hát Killdrummy

Ayy,
Nigga, they told me you ran and hit the gate, nigga, when hit Dre, nigga
Blood, told me you ran and hit the gate when they hit Dre, blood, why you ain't gang?
Brudda brudda probably still be here,
Nigga, brudda brudda probably still be here,

All you do is talk,
T-in' interviews and we fought, nigga
Always be the lightskin-dest niggas
Stylin' put you on, and what you thought, we forgot, nigga?
So you should've bought a chain 'fore I you as a broad
How I'm the only nigga in One Mob?
to be Cookie Money, you told me buddy's a fraud
Shout out to Lil Memphis, nigga you in the mall
You ain't even his ass, too busy placing a call, that's a DP
Can't be the traits of a that's from the Deep East
How he the overseer of Oakland and he's a
Told me Joe Blow wasn't Oakland, I ain't him
doodle balls in your jaw, you suckin' wee-wee
Two blankets and a towel, is inside of PC?
Allah said he far from his brother, them niggas weenies
We knowin' you was for them features on your CD
And you GF-in' that 40-year-old
59 mold too big for that lil' bling
Pull up to your house on Kildrummy like ding
Playin' that 2Pac beat, tell me I'm lyin'
You stubby or you cased, my nigga? Make up your
Never a nigga that ain't never did no time
That bounty, that count, it ain't nothin' like main line
FBI requested the footage, you deny
of Lil QB and he half of your size
Dre died, for certainly, you ain't slide
Bitch, you got on TV, about it, and cried
Dre died, for certainly, you ain't slide
Bitch, you got on TV, talked it, and cried
Dennis the Menace broke, he couldn't upload a
Give that MCM backpack up, nigga, time
Shout out Lil and Sleepy, them still the guys
Sold your catalogue for pennies, I wonder why?
Baby ask me, "Why he call a hundred times?"
Tryna ride the wave, your streaming to decline
Ayy,
Nigga, I been on the road, stadiums
You was in Modesto, barely filling up
me for assistance when Wanky was on your cranium
Vamp Life groupie, I know the ashamed of him
Kedda with the arm on it, them bitches dangling
Big up to my number one fan No Dollar
Category internet killers, that's how we 'em
Somebody die every time I diss a faithfully
You can't do a in my bity, nor in the radius
You can't do a show in the bity, nor in the
Gangland the only reason you hang with me
Remind me of the bitch, lil' thangiry
And you put the clear coat paint on top of toes
Giggled when I seen it, like brodie a ho, on fours
'Bout you called it quits, shit, I suppose
You on your fifth song and I'm of doin' you wrong

On my soul,
You know you ain't livin' like that, ass nigga
On the
Nigga talkin' 'bout, "Nah, they tried to strip me, nigga, that's how it be you be..."
Shut bitch ass up, nigga
try to strip you, bitch, they stripped you, bitch
They took your shit,
And took it to the shop, ain't that where you recovered it from, nigga?
My mama had bitch ass runnin' through the gas station scared, throwin' money in the air, nigga
Playin' me, nigga
Now big, when they deformed the foreign, ain't die, bitch
Punch bitch ass in the mall, ain't nobody die, bitch, yeah
Turned your bitch purse out in mutually, bitch, ain't nobody, bitch
Yeah, when Dre died, bitch, ain't nobody die, bitch
Shut bitch ass up, bitch
All this or Die, bitch, but ain't nobody dyin'
Man, we finna all that, nigga
On my mama, nigga, I a right, nigga
On Kildrummy, nigga, pull up in your motherfuckin'
this motherfucker, nigga, and ding ding