Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz

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

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You to taste the lead, well get your face fed
After I'm done, you suck on pencils
Here the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I walk over the shit and spit heart
Now talk shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body the shakes (blast)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the how he figure he was big enough to try
The muthaphuckin the o-to the d
I told ya couple that the gods must be crazy
But ya didn't listen, so now ya on a
To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya stops me
Now tell me is anybody else
Before I put my ak on the shelf
Cos I put in work like job
Niggas talk shit and get 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"

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Somebody's dead, a whole formed
The cops ain't even come yet, money's in the street
Somebody called his people and they come screamin
Six girls wild cos money had a child
A good dick, couldn't stand the .44 lick
Dead quick, the is strictly closed-casket
And ol' aunt faith, her fingerpaints
My moms know the time so she send me down to alabama
I gotta cousin, she's got some friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I get away from buckin
She to gas me up, I tell her sex is everywhere
And sex is but a word, it ain't I ain't heard
Tell my moms I leavin, my crew said to stay
My crew I'm so fuck it anyway
I got my mob the rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from courtland ave. always say set it off
And if I choose, somebody might die
And if they die, they won't be able to walk
Pump in his back, he's 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

Well hey muthaphuckaz, the dread with the 9
Lead to the of you devils, now it's bedtime
I said I'm not the nigga to be out
I'll leave your body layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get
Get hit by a dread who's fed with the
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 goose, we be down on the subway
He no love cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, infect the
So I elect to come direct and disect asses
My nigga passes the gat,
Now you shut your fuckin cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you at the chrome like a nipple
The way your ass is goin home is as a cripple

x]

And I peed on niggas, came the absolute worst
Lost compassion for humans, and smack up they moms
Ran and got the arms, from under the
My man satan got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to work and I'll release the
My man a lot these days
I got the hash, cash my people raise me well
Bring it to em x, and take the weight
Run and get the mac from the ave. location
location, wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I don't play much
So I'll have all the and set up all the stock
And everybody's fuckin, yo money, she great
You got mad, ya girl got videotape
So the noise, niggas, cos I can't 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 catchin bullets, god"
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