Luyện nghe bài hát Regime Killers 2001

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I got some on the payroll, and they know
it's time to handle business, nigga, lay low

[ Bossi ]
Money to double, still in the struggle, stuck to my
We all fight like maniacs with broke knuckles
It's mo' trouble cause now we you niggas
Paint a vivid-ass picture, Boss the scriptures
Nigga, I'm Bossi, Bosslin done turned to fiend
I straight pop codeine and gasoline
What what, I'm too for y'all
with dragons till I fall, givin dick to y'all
In pitfall I'm on the grind for mine
My people a life of crime, pistol-pushin with nines
On the payroll, apply the pressure we say so
My troops turn wacko, through your backdo'
My life real, seen a man die
And I still can't sleep, sweatin bullets fo'
So don't push me, Boss is one cookie
My Regime, pumpin them shots out a hooptie

[ Mad Max ]
Who down to with the murder plot of a cop killer
Drop niggas, spillin they brains, rollin with hot
Rot with a club to your face for tryin to with us
Straight up, get razorblade-cut for fuckin us
superiors, Max Ju spit rhymes, strip mine interior
Rippin shit imperial, kill niggas' material
My crew ain't fearin ya, Mad Max the High Priest
I got some killer muthafuckas behind me
And I be on top of things
With the Regime I'm too clean, make it a scene
Glocks and murder beam, niggas never heard of me
Burnin em to the third degree, leavin in the infirmary
Wait for recoupin, still choosin brain, stupid
The Dragon recruited real niggas for thug
So game and next time you speak my name
Be prepared for incoming from the heat of the

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[ Tech ]
Regime Killer number one, I'm back up in bitch with Yukmeez
On the payroll so I spray those foes, make you get on your
For the pesos Tech ???? great holes with these
You stay yellin a merely killer for the cheese, nigga please
Awfully sick, he to fuck, so off with his dick
floss and he blitzed, molotow in his lips
Tossin his dick in a box of chocolates and walk in his
Talk to his and whisper (he loved you) softer to kiss
(He bows down) You get ???? N9ne
(We wild now) You wanna rewind mine, I'm time
Records tryin to hold a nigga back
So I Saafir and tellin me ???? get his shit back
Off their heads, let them hang high
Caught in beds, let it ???? die
Tech Neen, I'm a for strings by Mike Dean
For the green I spleens, then I scream "Regime!"

[ LQ ]
Let's take a trip with a thousand crips
With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand
No 50 Cent can come to Cali and rob
Cause gees and send his ass back a cold body
Young guns'll lay ya regardless who you are
Shit, we make a out of extortin you stars
Robbin you for your jewelry, snatchin you out your
a plague, I rob before I beg
But you don't me to score, times are hard
You're broke but you're scared to steal and a law
You need not worry 'bout me, I it raw
A hustler with a cause, paper, gotta ball
I had to crawl I walked but now I'm standin tall on em
Lookin down on em, to drop my balls on em
It's time for platinum minin, grindin
Right when these suckers start declinin

[ Governor ]
Yuk me on part 2
Regime Brick City niggas when we come through
Nigga, the Governor got it up, spots get blowed up
Funk Doc, Diesel Don, yo, them niggas even up
As I up, the nine Glock get load up
For the hold-up, the new we fold up
Confiscate drugs, mouths get taped up
Kids get draped up and up-slapped the make up
Then I take up all clothes, jewels and
You got 'cash money', but you don't run the safe, ha?
Nigga, don't play dumb, I'm steady gettin money from those that up
Used to drink weed tea, now my robust
Now up, car patrolled up
It was 12 Outsidaz in a Toyota
We splatter over crack cocaine
In the court we still came to pay Mills Lane
Nigga, it's not a
My uzi a ton, 'll have you undressin
Like you was strippin down on
Killers on the payroll, pockets swoll
Hearts stay cold, that's why we's on

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Life, niggas
Thug
Life
Thug
Life, nigga

[ ]
Now where toy soldiers at? There they go, right chea
Get bitches, kill them niggas, there they go, watch it
Where them toy soldiers at? There go, right chea
them bitches, kill them niggas, there they go, watch it
Get that bitin-ass rapper, actor
Fake non-playin Basketball that got dropped from the Raptors
I spit in your and slap ya, boy
a .38 kidnap ya, boy
Ductape and ya, boy
and flash ya, boy
Lascerate and ya, boy
Mash ya, boy, I hate Master P Pastor Troy
Shame on that nigga for to steal a name from a nigga
Ice Man put flames to a nigga
I figured by now that nigga done been broke off some scrilla for that shit
But until I'm killin that bitch
All you got is Snoop Dogg and in your click
And all them other are like Mystikal-in your click
still in this shit, "Fuck Yuk, I ain't feelin his shit'
But fuck you too, you fell off and I'm still in bitch
Willing to rip the fuckin off a villain that's sick
My raps burn like ghonorrhea, need penicillin to
The Thug Lord, Ayatollah, fire the
Rappers tired in the game, make em retire
gold, fuck platinum, nigga, I did that shit
In '95 and '96, so what you did ain't
Niggas go platinum, nigga, do some amazin shit
eyebrow-risin shit and quit hatin, ya bitch
How the you a mack when you beat down hoes?
At videos give a bad-ass a bloody nose
Nigga, the in compton I put you on in '84
You was a crackhead in dirty-ass clothes with dopefiend
Broke muthafucka out on skid row
Nigga, you L.A., you ain't even from the Big O
This year them bitch-ass gon' get theirs
You swingin from my balls, why you down smell my dick hairs
Ya
And Dru Down, the Mack of the Year, ya bitch-ass nigga
that, huh

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Life, nigga
Ya bitch!