Luyện nghe bài hát Killer G's

Yeah, the family in this bitch for the 9-6 fool
what I'm sayin dts
And I ain't about downtown security bitch
Dayton be true nigga

I'm out for murder motherfuckers get to go
And when I toot I gotta shoot and leave hoes cold in
My objective in this game is kill and show no pain
Get a for his chains
And more throws and blows than dana dane
I'm always on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin
And checkin socks for the fat who the fuck you think you foolin
Runnin from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't that shit
Come in the hood, park at the club and find your ride on
Down where I dwell, them boys ain't ? ? ? so motherfuck your
Bring weed I smoke and sell more coke than do
I'm built to last, up in that ass my crew all the noise
How you lookin like emmitt smith, runnin back to get your
Its do or die and believe me I'm not tryin to go
Many men have tried and failed, but those that can come no more
I pledge allegiance to the flag, but there ain't no or stripes
Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches with crack
A vigilante panties by some jaked up flake
To much to count, I stack amount ain't nothin about me
move nobody die so bitch don't move in inch
And I'm puttin in any bitch that I even think might of flinched
Its time to bail, my of smell is what cocaine intices
Bail joe ? staley? tried to ban me cause of high yea yo prices
And on note, I quote I'm deep and I'll stick yo mama up
He got ten g's and an eigth in the safe, niggas you know up
? ? arousin for them thousands and that yea yo stash
off that whiskey fuck john ? cisk? , I'm fittin to rob his ass
When shit gets tight, like white I practice what I preach
Little shorties wanna be down like brandy when they me speak
The b o-t-l-e-g-t-h-e-r-a-p

Chorus: 4x

the p-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e a killa
(g, killa)
F-l-i-n-t don't wanna see another g
(g's, are motherfuckin killas)

He's a killa off dayton avenue, he's quick to point that at you
I catch you and I you, I got you if I shot at you
Runnin for your life again, a of a homicide
I'm for pumpin your chest, open your chest real fuckin wide
You fuckin with a murderer, coup burglar
you off your dana's, when you see me i'l be serving a
Ziggy zag, 44 mag fuckin enemy
and bakin and takin yo shit
Beatin your pussy and wreckin yo
Sendin you bitches up on yo way, that's the way the ray
Diggen them as they body lay, pickin them with oozie spray
Gats and glocks, moeny and rocks you to believe I gets the loot
Fuckin you in your booty hole, punk cause you's a poo
I empty this clip, so don't you slip, around and trip
Three killas in the hood, got yo goods, yo cap and dip
Gotta ? ? on my way on set is like initiation
My posse pack pumps than a motherfuckin gas station
Better watch that yea that been boomon in this dry town
down yo door bitch and you bitches best to lie down
A that's makin you panic when I pull this gage
I do licks and throw more kicks, than johnny cage
I'm fuckin what you talkin, you've been walkin
Stalkin like a and
Trigger be triggin when I click it cause my pain stickin
Its do or die we multiply on the for
But ask yo motherfuckin mother a motherfuckin killa