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 face fed
After I'm done, you rather suck on
Here comes the coroner with 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 once cos I it's all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his catch the shakes (blast)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he he was big enough to try
The muthaphuckin g-to the the d
I told ya times that the gods must be crazy
But ya listen, so now ya on a mission
To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya stops me
Now tell me is there anybody
I put my ak back on the shelf
Cos I put in like job corps
talk 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

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Somebody's dead, a whole crowd
The cops ain't even come yet, money's dead in the
Somebody called his people and come downstairs screamin
Six cryin wild cos money had a child
A good dick, even stand the .44 lick
Dead quick, the is strictly closed-casket
And ol' faith, her baby fingerpaints
My moms know the time so she wanna me down to alabama
I gotta cousin, says she's got friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get from buckin
She to gas me up, I tell her sex is everywhere
And sex is but a word, it shit I ain't heard
Tell my moms I ain't leavin, my crew said to
My I'm believin so fuck 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 don't 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 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"

[lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread the 9
to the head of you devils, now it's bedtime
I said I'm not the nigga to be out
leave your body layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread who's fed with the
Leave you red, where my clip empty out his
Spill your guts when I fill ya up with the flame
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 come direct and disect some
My passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your fuckin cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you at the chrome like a nipple
The only way your ass is goin is as a cripple

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And then I on niggas, came the absolute worst
Lost compassion for humans, and then up they moms
Ran and got the arms, from the mattress
My little man 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 people raise me
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 don't play that
So I'll all the reefer and set up all the stock
And fuckin, yo money, she wasn't great
You just got mad, ya got videotape
So the noise, niggas, cos I can't hear
"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 still bullets, god"
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