Luyện nghe bài hát Killdrummy

Ayy,
Nigga, told me you ran and hit the gate, nigga, when 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' and we ain't 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 chain I viewed you as a broad
How I'm the only nigga in One Mob?
'Posed to be Cookie Money, you told me 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 of a nigga that's from the Deep East
How he the overseer of Oakland and a peewee?
Told me Joe Blow wasn't Oakland, I 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 weenies
We knowin' you was payin' for features on your CD
And you that 40-year-old ling-ling
59 mold too big for that bling bling
Pull up to your on Kildrummy like ding ding
Playin' with 2Pac beat, tell me I'm lyin'
You stubby or you cased, my nigga? Make up mind
Never trust a that ain't never did no time
That bounty, that don't count, it ain't like main line
FBI requested the footage, you ain't
of Lil QB and he half of your size
Dre Feddi died, for certainly, you ain't
Bitch, you got on TV, about it, and cried
Dre died, for certainly, you ain't slide
Bitch, you got on TV, about it, and cried
Dennis the Menace broke, he upload a dime
Give that MCM up, nigga, it's time
Shout out Lil Blood and Sleepy, them the guys
Sold your catalogue for them pennies, I wonder
mama ask me, "Why he call a hundred times?"
Tryna the wave, your streaming start to decline
Ayy,
Nigga, I been on the road, stadiums
You was in Modesto, barely up Palladium
Called me for assistance when was on your cranium
Vamp groupie, I know the goonies ashamed of him
with the baby arm on it, them bitches dangling
Big up to my one fan No Dollar Damien
Category internet killers, that's how we 'em
Somebody die time I diss a nigga faithfully
You can't do a show in my bity, nor in the
You do a show in the bity, nor in the radius
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 really a ho, on
'Bout time you it quits, shit, I suppose
You on fifth song and I'm tired of doin' you wrong

On my soul,
You know you ain't livin' like that, bitch ass
On the
Nigga talkin' 'bout, "Nah, tried to strip me, nigga, that's how it be when you be..."
Shut bitch ass up, nigga
Ain't try to strip you, bitch, they you, bitch
They took shit, bitch
And took it to the pawn shop, ain't that where you recovered it from,
My mama had your 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 your bitch ass in the mall, ain't nobody die, bitch,
your bitch 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 or Die, bitch, but ain't nobody dyin'
Man, we finna all that, nigga
On my mama, nigga, I bang a right,
On Kildrummy, nigga, pull up in your driveway
Park this motherfucker, nigga, and ding