Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz

"cos no who you are, you're 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 walk over the and spit outta heart
Now brothers shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full jacket
Peel his cap cos I know it's all it takes
the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (blast)
Just before he die, i'ma 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 times that the gods be crazy
But ya listen, so now ya on a mission
To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya can't me
Now me is there anybody else
I put my ak back on the shelf
Cos I put in work job corps
Niggas talk shit and get and robbed for
life 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

x]

Somebody's dead, a whole crowd
The cops ain't come yet, money's dead in the street
called his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin wild cos money had a
A good dick, couldn't even the .44 lick
quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casket
And ol' faith, her baby fingerpaints
My moms know the time so she wanna send me to alabama
I gotta cousin, says she's got friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get away from
She tried to gas me up, I tell her sex is
And sex is but a word, it shit I ain't heard
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 ave. always say they'll set it off
And if I choose, who's somebody die
And if they don't die, they won't be to walk
Pump slugs in his back, he's talkin pussy
"cos no matter who you are, you're catchin 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

[lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the 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 body layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread fed with the nonsense
Leave you red, my clip empty out his contents
Spill your guts 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 gets no love cos rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, infect the
So I to come direct and disect some asses
My passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your fuckin cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you suckin at the chrome 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 the mattress
My little man satan got somethin in his
Let me get to and I'll release the swarm
My man mean a lot days
I got the hash, cash plus my people me well
it to em x, and we'll take the weight
Run and get the mac from the park ave.
Bronx location, wit a bag of clips
I want it tight and I don't play that much
So I'll have all the reefer and set up all the
And everybody's fuckin, yo money, she great
You got mad, ya girl got videotape
So save the noise, niggas, cos I can't
"cos no matter who you are, still catchin 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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