Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

"Cos no matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

[Lord

You to taste the lead, well get your face fed
After I'm done, you rather suck on
Here the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I walk over the shit and outta heart
Now brothers shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full metal
Peel his cap once cos I know all it takes
the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (BLAST)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
the muthaphuckin the O-to the D
I ya couple 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 can't me
Now tell me is anybody else
before I put my AK on the shelf
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, you're still bullets, god"

X]

Somebody's dead, a whole formed
The cops ain't even yet, Money's dead in the street
Somebody his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin wild cos had a child
A good dick, even stand the .44 lick
quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casket
And ol' Aunt Faith, her fingerpaints
My Moms the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama
I cousin, says she's got some friends
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 ain't shit I ain't
Tell my Moms I ain't leavin, my crew to stay
My I'm believin so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the
and my crew from Courtland Ave. always say set it off
And if I choose, somebody might die
and if don't die, they won't be able to walk
Pump slugs in his back, he's talkin pussy
"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"

[Lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, the dread 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 body layin out the sid, talk shit and get licked
Get hit by a dread fed with the nonsense
Leave you red, where my clip empty out his
Spill your guts when I ya up with the flame juice
Niggas' nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my loose
Some silly goose, we be down on the
He no love cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, the masses
So I elect to come direct and disect asses
My passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your trap cos you was who I's fuckin at
I got you at the chrome like a nipple
The way your ass is goin home is as a cripple

X]

And then I peed on niggas, came the absolute
Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up moms
Ran and got the arms, under the mattress
My little man got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to work and release the swarm
My man mean a lot these
I got the hash, cash plus my people raise me
Bring it to em X, and take the weight
Run and get the Mac from the Ave. location
Bronx location, wit a extra bag of
Plus I want it and I don't play that much
So I'll have all the reefer and set up all the
And fuckin, yo Money, she wasn't great
You just got mad, ya got videotape
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 still bullets, god"
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