Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

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

[Lord

You to taste the lead, well get your face fed
After I'm done, you suck on pencils
Here comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of 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
Peel his cap once cos I know all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body 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 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 stops me
Now me is there 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 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 formed
The cops ain't even come yet, Money's in the street
Somebody called his and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin cos Money had a child
A good dick, even stand the .44 lick
Dead quick, the is strictly closed-casket
And ol' Faith, her baby fingerpaints
My Moms know the time so she wanna send me to Alabama
I gotta cousin, says got some friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I get away from buckin
She tried to gas me up, I her sex is everywhere
and sex is but a word, it ain't I ain't heard
Tell my Moms I ain't leavin, my crew said to
My crew I'm believin so fuck it
I got my mob the Rule, that live by the cruel
and my crew from Courtland Ave. say they'll set it off
And if I choose, somebody might die
and if they die, they won't be able to walk
Pump slugs in his back, 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, you're catchin bullets, god"

[Lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, 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 layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get
Get hit by a dread who's fed the nonsense
Leave you red, where my empty out his contents
Spill your guts I fill 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 gets no love cos he's rubbin me the way
Disrespectin, infect the
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 chrome a nipple
The only way ass is goin home is as a cripple

X]

And then I peed on niggas, came the absolute
compassion for humans, and then smack up they moms
Ran and got the arms, from under the
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 people me well
Bring it to em X, and we'll the weight
Run and get the Mac from the Ave. location
Bronx location, wit a bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I don't play much
So I'll have all the reefer and set up all the
And everybody's fuckin, yo Money, she great
You just got mad, ya girl got
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 catchin bullets, god"
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