Luyện nghe bài hát Killer G's

Yeah, the dayton family in this for the 9-6 fool
Know I'm sayin dts
And I ain't talkin about security bitch
Dayton avenue be nigga

I'm out for motherfuckers get prepared to go
And when I toot I gotta shoot and leave hoes in snow
My whole objective in this game is kill and no pain
Get a fool for his
And raise throws and blows than dana dane
I'm always on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin
And checkin socks for the fat knots who the fuck you you foolin
from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't heard that shit
Come in the hood, park at the club and your ride on bricks
Down where I dwell, them boys ain't ? ? ? so motherfuck crew
Bring weed I smoke and sell more coke coca-cola do
I'm built to last, up in that ass my makes all the noise
How you lookin like emmitt smith, runnin back to get boys
Its do or die and believe me I'm not tryin to go
Many men tried and failed, but those that failed can come no more
I pledge allegiance to the flag, but there no stars or stripes
Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches crack pipes
A vigilante gettin panties by some up flake
To much to count, I stack amount ain't nothin me fake
move nobody die so bitch don't move in inch
And I'm slugs in any bitch that I even think might of flinched
Its time to bail, my since of smell is what intices
Bail with joe ? staley? to ban me cause of high yea yo prices
And on that note, I I'm deep and I'll stick yo mama up
He got ten g's and an eigth in the safe, you know what's up
? ? fools arousin for them thousands and 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 see another killer g
(g's, are motherfuckin killas)

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