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 talkin about downtown security
avenue be true nigga

I'm out for murder get prepared to go
And when I toot I gotta shoot and leave hoes cold in
My whole objective in this game is kill and show no
Get a for his chains
And raise more throws and than dana dane
I'm always strappin on the jackin for your chains I'm
And checkin socks for the fat knots who the fuck you think you
from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't heard that shit
Come in the hood, park at the and find your ride on bricks
Down where I dwell, them boys ain't ? ? ? so your crew
Bring I smoke and sell more coke than coca-cola do
I'm built to last, up in ass my crew makes all the noise
How you lookin like smith, runnin back to get your boys
Its do or die and bitch believe me I'm not to go
Many men have tried and failed, but that failed can come no more
I pledge allegiance to the flag, but ain't no stars or stripes
Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches with pipes
A gettin panties by some jaked up flake
To much to count, I stack amount ain't nothin about me
Nobody move nobody die so bitch move in inch
And I'm puttin slugs in any bitch that I even think of flinched
Its time to bail, my of smell is what cocaine 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 and that yea yo stash
Drunk off that whiskey fuck ? cisk? , I'm fittin to rob his ass
When shit gets tight, like barry white I what I preach
shorties wanna be down like brandy when they hear me speak
The b o-t-l-e-g-t-h-e-r-a-p

Chorus: 4x

D-o-to the a killa
(g, killa)
F-l-i-n-t wanna see another killer g
(g's, these are killas)

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