Luyện nghe bài hát Killdrummy

Ayy,
Nigga, they told me you ran and hit the gate, nigga, they hit Dre, nigga
Blood, they told me you ran and hit the gate when they hit Dre, blood, why you gang?
brudda probably still be here, nigga
Nigga, brudda probably still be here, though

All you do is talk,
T-in' interviews and we fought, nigga
be the lightskin-dest soft niggas
Stylin' put you on, and what you thought, that we forgot,
So you should've bought a chain 'fore I viewed you as a
How I'm the only Sacramento nigga in One
'Posed to be Cookie Money, you me buddy's 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 the Deep East
How he the overseer of Oakland and a peewee?
me Joe Blow wasn't Oakland, I ain't believe him
Wanky doodle in your jaw, you suckin' wee-wee
Two blankets and a towel, is inside of PC?
Allah said he ain't far from his brother, niggas weenies
We knowin' you was for them features on your CD
And you GF-in' that ling-ling
59 too big for that lil' bling bling
Pull up to house on Kildrummy like ding ding
Playin' with that beat, tell me I'm lyin'
You stubby or you cased, my nigga? Make up your
Never trust a nigga that never did no time
That bounty, that don't count, it ain't like main line
FBI requested the footage, you ain't
Scared of Lil QB and he of your size
Dre Feddi died, for certainly, you slide
Bitch, you got on TV, talked about it, and
Dre Feddi died, for certainly, you ain't
Bitch, you got on TV, talked about it, and
Dennis the broke, he couldn't upload a dime
that MCM backpack up, nigga, it's time
Shout out Lil and Sleepy, them still the guys
your catalogue for them pennies, I wonder why?
Baby mama ask me, "Why he call a times?"
ride the wave, your streaming start to decline
Ayy,
Nigga, I been on the road, stadiums
You was in Modesto, filling up Palladium
Called me for assistance Wanky was on your cranium
Life groupie, I know the goonies ashamed of him
Kedda with the baby arm on it, bitches dangling
Big up to my number one fan No Damien
Category internet killers, how we label 'em
Somebody die every time I a nigga faithfully
You do a show in my bity, nor in the radius
You can't do a in the bity, nor in the radius
Gangland protection the only reason you with me
Remind me of the bitch, emotional lil'
And you put the coat paint on top of your toes
Giggled when I seen it, like brodie a ho, on fours
time 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 livin' like that, bitch ass nigga
On the
Nigga talkin' 'bout, "Nah, they tried to me, nigga, that's how it be when you be..."
Shut your ass up, nigga
Ain't try to strip you, bitch, they you, bitch
took your shit, bitch
And took it to the pawn shop, ain't that where you 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, ain't nobody die,
Punch your bitch ass in the mall, nobody die, bitch, yeah
Turned your purse inside out in mutually, bitch, ain't nobody, bitch
Yeah, when Dre Feddi died, bitch, ain't die, bitch
Shut bitch ass up, bitch
All this Funk or Die, bitch, but ain't dyin'
Man, we finna all that, nigga
On my mama, nigga, I a right, nigga
On Kildrummy, nigga, pull up in your motherfuckin'
Park this motherfucker, nigga, and ding