Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Me

(TALKIN)
Paul Wall turn the bling in ya down
Will you turn the bling down in ya mouth
Nigga i left my shades in the car man could you please turn the bling in ya mouth

(CHORUS X2)
These niggas ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some what it's finna be
talk all that shit you wanna talk let tha burna talk
We tha you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Verse 1)
(Paul Wall)
You can catch me squeezin GLOCKS pullin triggas and evadin tha cops you dont wanna see me squarading the blocks so i suggest you that you vacade this spot these boys be swearin they hard but you dont want it with the clique i claim you talkin loud but you sayin a thang man speak into the mic man CLICK CLACK BANG BANG BANG
You need to be panties cuz you packin pussy,
you better not me, when Macboney unload the result is
gonna be bloody, scabbed up and pussing.
Your talk is cheap I let my actions louder than your
words, I bite, then I bark, keep your cool before I
your nerves.
What you know about the place I'm (nuttin)
You dunno about the I rep. (nope)
You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink ship, rearrange your lips. Watch your steps be careful cuz you
stompin heavy on dangerous grounds, I got wit a full
twelve rounds keep down and you'll get stomped down.
I don't the radio and disrespect and attempt to
rearrange your thoughts, the end is your brains in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts.

These niggas ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha some drama what it's finna be
talk all that shit you wanna talk let tha burna talk
We tha you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Macboney)
I'm hotter than straight up from the city
Wit somebody's baby mamma, how dey kill me
when I'm for da drama? i ain't got nothin to loose
Imma all partners den dey ass gon wonder den mash round the corner tryna crash my show, put a tag on ya toe.
Ya'll ain't killas, ya'll just assholes with hoe
nigga talkin like a hoe, this fag gotta go.
Let my trap run up, knock him to da floor
let me him with tha ring, get the gators in his throat
Should I let him live? If I ask, hell no.
Hangin hard up his squad for dem to consume.
I don't take no stuff, it's yo girl wit her legs
up when I bust verse you were [unknown..] spittin
booze out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you
what you started and you loose, time-up, put yo on
dust cuz you on the dust, thought you were bad but
that rife hangin up come fight like a man but yo ass
tough, just a big fat chump. Nigga show em the part
dey be walkin on wheels, come for me, I'm waitin for
ya any day nigga, ya comin? Fuckin with TIP, ask him
how we done it, was back in the day.
Now we got more banana clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody nothin, AKs so cunnin,
never see me comin, just a of people runnin. Ya'll
niggas don't it!

These KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some drama what finna be
talk all that shit you wanna imma let tha burna talk
We tha ones you about we show you what dat murda bout