Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz

"cos no matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

[lord

You like to taste the lead, well get your fed
I'm done, you rather suck on pencils
Here comes the with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I over the shit and spit outta heart
Now talk shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full metal
Peel his cap cos I know it's all it takes
the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (blast)
Just he die, i'ma look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
The g-to the o-to the d
I told ya couple times that the gods must be
But ya didn't listen, so now ya on a
To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya can't me
Now tell me is there anybody
Before I put my ak back on the
Cos I put in like job corps
Niggas shit and get jerked and robbed for
Their by a knife or a gun
So ya see me comin, nigga, run

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

x]

Somebody's dead, a whole crowd
The cops even come yet, money's dead in the street
Somebody called his and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls wild cos money had a child
A good dick, couldn't even the .44 lick
Dead quick, the funeral is strictly
And ol' faith, her baby fingerpaints
My moms know the time so she send me down to alabama
I gotta cousin, says she's got some
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get from buckin
She tried to gas me up, I tell her sex is
And sex is but a word, it ain't shit I ain't
Tell my moms I ain't leavin, my crew to stay
My crew I'm believin so it anyway
I got my mob from the rule, that live by the
And my crew from courtland ave. always say set it off
And if I choose, who's somebody die
And if they don't die, won't be able to walk
Pump slugs in his back, talkin pussy talk
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

[lord

hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now bedtime
I said I'm not the to be playin out
I'll leave your body layin out the sid, talk shit and get licked
Get hit by a dread who's fed the nonsense
Leave you red, my clip empty out his contents
your guts when I fill ya up with the flame juice
Niggas' nuts, I had to em up and use my name loose
Some silly goose, we be on the subway
He gets no cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, infect the
So I elect to direct and disect some asses
My nigga passes the gat,
Now you your fuckin trap cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you at the chrome like a nipple
The only way ass is goin home is as a cripple

x]

And then I peed on niggas, came the absolute
Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up moms
Ran and got the arms, under the mattress
My man satan got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to and I'll release the swarm
My man mean a lot days
I got the hash, cash plus my raise me well
it to em x, and we'll take the weight
Run and get the mac the park ave. location
location, wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I play that much
So I'll have all the and set up all the stock
And everybody's fuckin, yo money, she wasn't
You just got mad, ya girl got
So save the noise, niggas, cos I hear
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"
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