Luyện nghe bài hát Miller Boyz

Silkk
the shocker nigga, c-murder nigga, master p gc nigga, tru what the
Fuack wanna do

We down south killer boys
commission and them motherfucking miller boys
Think it's a we'll fuck around and kill you boy
On the for the scrilla we come to get you boy

I'm trying to make a million of this rap
And blow up like a fat
My entourage is
no limit is the shit
My grandma awlays me I'd be famous
But she never told that I hool up with these gangstas
Body
? ? ? bitch we like? ? ?
I be part of tso I'm up out the alter
I got ? ? ? ain't no me
I'm heartless no running me nigga
Don't ever on me nigga
I'll crush you nigga

I'm about to put my foot in a ass physically abuse
the but of my pistol to cause a bruise
Beat a mother till a bitch can't move
Tru niggas to lose
Tote guns to murder
Coming rumming
If ain't respecting the flame
Ejecting bullets with nullets taking out the game
I'm stealing
Still dodging cop
Tso and miller boyz riping apart

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It's the red eye pistol packing rapping
The last one
night outfit ski-masking
I got your subtracting
Itchy trigger finger got me ducking the law
Hoping to I bust a brain and cause a flame on it fo'
It no thing to me fo'
I got the in me fo'
Tso dogs playing you raw
Shit talking crosser
toss ya, i'ma flip ya, i'am punch ya, i'ma kick ya
Motherfucker get a
We real

Just a little a boy
A miller boy, killer boy
Put that pistol in a boy
Ans you and your motherfucking mom
on and play dumb
And me leave you in the rum
Like a old pair cheesy ass shoes on the
Crush you a roach
And burn you a torch
Pussy ass niggas don't to long
I'm down south where real niggas roam

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Silkk the
I when I used to carry crack, I used to carry gats
Now they got a fake ass nigga in the hood walking carring bats
You know I can't be having
Lucky I left the heat alone, beef alone or I would have buried black
You know the I spit bitch ya heard
Ha sit on on the curb
Niggas think funny know you can get it six a bird
That's why I flip
You fake ass got on my nerves
I'm 504 we ain't no joke
Nigga give up fucking dope

p
Grab a camera take a
boyz and tru click
Bustas get with ho's get some dick
So hail to the cause young nigga we run this
See me life ain't nothing but and money
A couple cars, a houses so we never go broke
Hotboy got the
Man ? ? ? in the
See no is the army and we the soilders
The ghetto commission and tru thought I told you

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