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Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

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"Cos no who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

Jamar]

You like to taste the lead, get your face fed
After I'm done, you rather suck on
comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I walk over the and spit outta heart
Now brothers talk shit and back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know it's all it
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his catch the shakes (BLAST)
Just he die, I'ma 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 couple times that the 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 anybody else
before I put my AK back on the
Cos I put in work Job Corps
Niggas talk shit and get and robbed for
their life by a 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, still catchin bullets, god"

X]

Somebody's dead, a crowd formed
The ain't even come yet, Money's dead in the street
called his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls wild cos Money had a child
A good dick, couldn't even stand the .44
Dead quick, the funeral is closed-casket
And ol' Aunt Faith, her fingerpaints
My know the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama
I gotta cousin, says she's got some
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get away from
She tried to gas me up, I her sex is everywhere
and sex is but a word, it ain't shit I ain't
my Moms I ain't leavin, my crew said to stay
My crew I'm so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, live by the cruel
and my crew Courtland Ave. always say they'll set it off
And if I choose, somebody might die
and if they don't die, they won't be 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

[Lord

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

X]

And then I peed on niggas, came the worst
compassion for humans, and then smack up they moms
Ran and got the arms, from the mattress
My little man Satan got somethin in his
Let me get to work and I'll release the
My man a lot these 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 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 all the reefer and set up all the stock
And everybody's fuckin, yo Money, she wasn't
You just got mad, ya 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"
x3*