Luyện nghe bài hát Killdrummy

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

All you do is talk,
T-in' interviews and we fought, nigga
Always be the lightskin-dest niggas
put you on, and what you thought, that we forgot, nigga?
So you should've bought a 'fore I viewed you as a broad
How I'm the only Sacramento nigga in One
'Posed to be Cookie Money, you told me a fraud
Shout out to Lil Memphis, nigga you in the mall
You ain't even pitch his ass, too placing a call, that's a DP
Can't be the traits of a nigga that's from the East
How he the overseer of and he's a peewee?
Told me Joe Blow Oakland, I ain't believe him
Wanky doodle balls in your jaw, you suckin'
Two blankets and a towel, is JBay of PC?
Allah said he ain't far from his brother, them niggas
We knowin' you was payin' for features on your CD
And you GF-in' that ling-ling
59 mold too big for that lil' bling
Pull up to your house on like ding ding
Playin' that 2Pac beat, tell me I'm lyin'
You stubby or you cased, my nigga? up your mind
Never trust a nigga that ain't did no time
bounty, that don't count, it ain't nothin' like main line
FBI the footage, you ain't deny
Scared of Lil QB and he half of your
Dre died, for certainly, you ain't slide
Bitch, you got on TV, talked it, and cried
Dre Feddi died, for certainly, you 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 them pennies, I why?
mama ask me, "Why he call a hundred times?"
Tryna ride the wave, your streaming to decline
Ayy,
Nigga, I on the road, rockin' stadiums
You was in Modesto, barely up Palladium
Called me for assistance when Wanky was on cranium
Vamp Life groupie, I the goonies ashamed of him
Kedda with the arm on it, them bitches dangling
Big up to my number one fan No Damien
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 in the bity, nor in the radius
protection the only reason you hang with me
Remind me of the bitch, emotional lil'
And you put the clear coat on top of your toes
Giggled I seen it, like brodie really a ho, on fours
'Bout you called it quits, shit, I suppose
You on your fifth song and I'm tired of doin' you

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