Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

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

[Lord

You like to taste the lead, well get your fed
After I'm done, you rather on pencils
Here comes the coroner with for the stencils of your body
As I walk over the shit and spit heart
Now brothers talk shit and can't it
That's why I had to fit em with a metal jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know it's all it
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body the shakes (BLAST)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
the G-to 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 tell me is there anybody
before I put my AK on the shelf
Cos I put in like Job Corps
Niggas 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"

X]

Somebody's dead, a whole crowd
The cops even come yet, Money's dead in the street
Somebody his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin cos Money had a child
A good dick, couldn't even stand the .44
Dead quick, the funeral is strictly
And ol' Aunt Faith, her baby
My know the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama
I gotta cousin, says got some friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get away from
She to gas me up, I tell her sex is everywhere
and sex is but a word, it ain't shit I ain't
Tell my Moms I ain't leavin, my crew 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 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, 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, still catchin bullets, god"

[Lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now bedtime
I I'm not the nigga to be playin out
I'll leave your layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread fed with the nonsense
Leave you red, where my 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
silly goose, we be down on the subway
He gets no love cos he's me the wrong way
Disrespectin, the masses
So I elect to direct and disect some asses
My nigga the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut fuckin trap cos you was who I's fuckin at
I got you suckin at the chrome a nipple
The only way your ass is goin is as a cripple

X]

And I peed on niggas, came the absolute worst
Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up moms
Ran and got the arms, from under the
My little man Satan got in his jacket
Let me get to work and release the swarm
My man mean a lot these
I got the hash, plus my people raise me well
Bring it to em X, and take the weight
Run and get the Mac the Park Ave. location
Bronx location, wit a extra bag of
Plus I want it tight and I don't that much
So I'll have all the and set up all the stock
And everybody's fuckin, yo Money, she wasn't
You got mad, ya girl got videotape
So save the noise, niggas, cos I 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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