Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

and blast dat nigga daz and act rude
Coming through, murdering who claim to be hard
Pulling motherfucker's cords
Me, we're going for you to say that
Prepare for battle, load the with pay back
Knowing where you motherfuckers and hang at
I'm in beach, where the gangbangers hang at
want more static, or panic, we're packing gats
And asking for shit, nigga, we're blasting
See, the gang, kicking just to maintain
Bang on niggaz for a living, upon the selling corners
We on 'em for twelve figures
Money, dope, cars and bitches, to richer

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

Glocks are off like turbo
Step into my circle, my is out to serve yo shit
busters lyrically in motion
About to whip a (? ? ? ), the east side and
I'm the one they love to hate a passion
I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, it
Mc's get with, my microphone's my third partner
Heat seeking a missile when I drop ya
Style is proper, my of rapping
I'm packing a rap while you say "why, happening? "
My mind is deep, like money mister, doing all
You see me with a crystal ball, y'all
It's critical, I'm 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
motherfuckers till the break of dawn
Homeboy, ring the
It's d-a to the z, the formula
And every nigga I know in californ-i-a
Dat daz will come out and play
Busting on with an ak
So any given day you some
and get some, you don't want none

Why do we
Why do we bang for a living? we just don't
Now time to serve y'all bitches ass niggaz on an open platter
Yeah,

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

Tray
You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the
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 oscars
While niggaz froze, they control their coast
They be home and broke, 'cause they've been to choke
Like malone, be gone when the come
But i'ma stay off one, liable to off some
Ammunition, I handle one on one
Niggaz, come on, come and get (? ? ? ) done
I'm the cannibal, the hannibal of rap
A nigga steps up wack, and a setup-tax
We're the gang, and mashing, blast to maintain
We're the kings in the game, and things ain't to

(2x)

Oh no...