Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no! murder, murder, murder...
Busting at these niggaz who to be hard
Murder, murder, murder...

Come and dat nigga daz and act rude
Coming through, murdering who claim to be hard
Pulling your cords
Me, going back for you to say that
Prepare for battle, load the narrator pay back
where you motherfuckers rest and hang at
I'm in long beach, the gangbangers hang at
Don't more static, or panic, we're packing gats
And asking for shit, nigga, 'cause we're
See, we're the gang, kicking to maintain
Bang on niggaz for a living, busting the selling corners
We on 'em for twelve figures
Money, dope, and bitches, to getting richer

(2x):
Oh no, niggaz wanna get killed tonight
Tripping on you, the way I tonight
Niggaz better you guns

Glocks are off like turbo
Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo
Money busters lyrically in
About to whip a (? ? ? ), the east side and
I'm the one they love to with a passion
I packs a blue steel, with skilled raps, blast it
Mc's get dealt with, my my third partner
Heat seeking like a missile I drop ya
is proper, my execution-style of rapping
I'm packing a rap while you say "why, happening? "
My mind is deep, like money mister, doing all
You couldn't see me with a crystal ball,
critical, I'm thinking of a masterplan
Come out with your man, I'm broke, feeling critical conditions
Listen, on a dirt mission
to the night, beating tight, armageddon

(2x)

Watch out, I come
Battling till the break of dawn
Homeboy, the alarm
It's d-a to the z, dropping the
And every nigga that I in californ-i-a
Dat daz will come out and play
Busting on with an ak
So any given day you some
Come and get some, you want none

Why do we
Why do we bang for a living? we just know
Now it's time to serve y'all bitches ass on an open platter
Yeah,

Fool, what nigga, you know that got ass laying down?

deee:
You see, I take the ultimatum, the outcome
I'm hard to outrun, and be outdone
I hate fake away motherfuckers
I come up from the and I run, motherfuckers
No other than the gang, it's the and prosper
And bang us mobsters, while claming
While most niggaz froze, they control coast
be home and broke, 'cause they've been known to choke
Like malone, be when the playoffs come
But i'ma off one, liable to spray off some
Ammunition, I handle one on one
Niggaz, on, come and get their (? ? ? ) done
I'm the cannibal, the hannibal of rap
A nigga up wack, and gets a setup-tax
the gang, and we're mashing, blast to maintain
We're the in the game, and things ain't to change

(2x)

Oh no...