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 coroner with chalk for the of your body
As I walk over the shit and spit heart
Now talk shit and can't back it
why I had to fit em with a full metal jacket
Peel his cap cos I know it's all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his catch the shakes (blast)
before he die, i'ma look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
The muthaphuckin g-to the the d
I told ya couple times that the must be crazy
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 else
I put my ak back on the shelf
Cos I put in work like job
Niggas shit and get jerked 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 matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

x]

Somebody's dead, a whole formed
The cops ain't even come yet, dead in the street
called his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six cryin wild cos money had a child
A dick, couldn't even stand the .44 lick
quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casket
And ol' aunt faith, her baby
My moms know the time so she wanna send me down to
I gotta cousin, says she's got some
She they strictly fuckin, I could get away from buckin
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 leavin, my crew said to stay
My I'm believin so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the rule, 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
slugs 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, still catchin bullets, god"

[lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, the dread with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now 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 the nonsense
Leave you red, my clip empty out his contents
Spill your guts when I fill ya up the flame juice
Niggas' nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my loose
Some silly goose, we be down on the
He gets no cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, the masses
So I elect to come direct and some asses
My nigga passes the gat,
Now you shut your trap cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you suckin at the chrome like a
The only way your ass is home is as a cripple

x]

And then I peed on niggas, came the worst
Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up moms
Ran and got the arms, from the mattress
My little man satan got in his jacket
Let me get to and I'll release the swarm
My man mean a lot these
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 from the ave. location
location, wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I don't play much
So have all the reefer 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 who you are, you're 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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