Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

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

Jamar]

You like to taste the lead, well get face fed
After I'm done, you rather on pencils
Here comes the coroner with for the stencils of your body
As I over the shit and spit outta heart
Now brothers shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full jacket
Peel his cap once cos I it's all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the (BLAST)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the how he figure he was big enough to try
the muthaphuckin the O-to 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 stops me
Now me is there anybody else
before I put my AK on the shelf
Cos I put in like Job Corps
Niggas talk 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 matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

X]

Somebody's dead, a whole formed
The cops ain't even yet, Money's 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 even stand the .44
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, she's got some friends
She says strictly fuckin, I could get away from buckin
She tried to gas me up, I 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 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 die, they won't be able 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

[Lord

hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread with the 9
Lead to the of you devils, now it's bedtime
I said I'm not the nigga to be out
I'll leave your body layin out the sid, shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread fed with the nonsense
you red, where my clip empty out his contents
Spill your guts when I fill ya up with the flame
Niggas' nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my name
Some silly goose, we be down on the
He gets no love cos he's rubbin me the way
Disrespectin, infect the
So I elect to come direct and disect some
My passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your fuckin trap cos you was who I's at
I got you at the chrome like a nipple
The only way your ass is goin home is as a

X]

And then I peed on niggas, came the absolute
Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up they
Ran and got the arms, under the mattress
My little man Satan got somethin in his
Let me get to work and I'll release the
My man mean a lot these
I got the hash, cash plus my people me well
Bring it to em X, and we'll take the
Run and get the Mac the Park Ave. location
Bronx location, wit a bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I 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 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 who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"
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