Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

"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 on pencils
Here comes the coroner with chalk for the of your body
As I walk over the shit and spit outta
Now brothers talk and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a metal jacket
his cap once cos I know it's all it takes
Watch the bawlin, his body catch the shakes (BLAST)
Just before he die, I'ma him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he he was big enough to try
the muthaphuckin G-to the the D
I ya couple times that the Gods must be crazy
but ya didn't listen, so now ya on a
to get an autopsy, a raw C-O, ya stops me
Now tell me is anybody else
before I put my AK on the shelf
Cos I put in like Job Corps
Niggas talk shit and get jerked and 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 matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

X]

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

[Lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now it's
I said I'm not the 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 with the
Leave you red, where my clip out his contents
Spill your guts when I ya up with the flame juice
Niggas' nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my loose
Some 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 come direct and some asses
My nigga the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your fuckin trap cos you was who I's at
I got you suckin at the 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 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 the swarm
My man mean a lot days
I got the hash, cash plus my people raise me
Bring it to em X, and we'll the weight
Run and get the Mac from the Ave. location
Bronx location, wit a extra bag of
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 got mad, ya girl got videotape
So the noise, niggas, cos I can't 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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