Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Make a Sound

Alright, we got Mac, Magic,
And fa sho we got up in this bitch
You know what I'm
And if any of you motherfuckers
Y'all gon get fuckin' heads blown off
Ya me?

Alright, move, nobody die
If you thinkin' about
Then open fire tonight
Everybody's die tonight

Mr. Magic, you pat 'em down, 2-4-1 y'all tape 'em
And if anybody Fiend gon disenegrate 'em
Startin' with you and you 'cuz I told y'all not to
Now I want the rest of to watch them motherfuckers bleed

down your rollies
Your Gucci's, 'Sace's
And your new Jays and cellphones
And anything that cost over a hundred bones

Alright, I'ma pat everybody down, so keep your to the floor
Whoever in of this bitch better point me to the door
I'm lookin' for the loot, so me and my people can
But any dis-cooperation and one of you gon bleed

I'm 'bout that drama, ask my mama, she ain't no punk
I'm 'bout that murder, you better smell my trunk
They call me Magic 'cuz I'm known for makin' my disappear
Naw nigga that shit ain't happen 'round here

Now everybody lay it down, nobody make a
I got fifty rounds
Now everybody lay it down, nobody a sound
I got fifty rounds

beamin', we screamin', we gonna get cha
2-4-1 we're dumpin' in the with the triggers
We gotta be bad, you get ready
We're gonna do your ass Jason or either like Freddy

The time has come, the clock has
Man hold up, is your last trick
Off the hook, it's the way, let us
Niggas better this ain't no motherfuckin' game

Now what I got to get it
The M-1, I from Big Ed
My chopper got a tongue
And when it hums, it speaks ya to

I ain't got no problem you, well maybe I do
You got what I
And till you give it up, I'ma split ya up
And don't think that I

Don't got much to tell about the murder tale
To each one of
But that last motherfucker that really wanna give it up
Just be here y'all

What cha mean nigga
Fiend ain't got the
My nigga Mac the call
Murder, murder, kill, kill, up all y'all

Now everybody lay it down, nobody make a
I got fifty fuckin'
Now everybody lay it down, nobody a sound
I got fifty rounds

Now everybody lay it down, nobody a sound
I got fuckin' rounds
I you bitches lay it down, everybody made a sound
So we shuttin' bitch down, ya heard me?