Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of Da Baby Killa

You better
When you see me put that up in that pussy, ho
it back slow
Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my go
BOOM!
Pussy-guts all over the
If you ain't it,
Then you're
For the
Of that of doom
2 in and, uh, 4 inches out
You back that that pack that gat
And hit that
like that
Cannabis and tea've, uh, got me stuck on stump,
All it is a way, a fat, green-bud blunt and a stunt
Cause that nigga that work 'em nigga deep
And creep
And witness murder, baby, kill a
it'll make you vomit
Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's
Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and it comin'
With they drama. POP! It's baby killa
Put 6 in the clip, put it up that
And them baby's brains
Drip out fetus
Bleed, it's that nigga that 'em
I'll 'em all full for that sicc reason
Season of da siccness broodin', got me for no reason

Guess daddy's bringin' home for supper
nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

As I creep, picture every human that I
of human meat
Cause my kids eat
I kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas load nines, and a slut
Nigga, what? You even seen me in my prime
Eatin' brains, baby veins, baby spines
I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the
I'm peelin' off the for some bacon-fried croquettes
Baby villain spine, that mind
A fifth-pound of gin I know I'm doin' time
So catch me now before I do my crime
My gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's hard for you, real, huh?
run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

Get ready for the shit
siccer-than-sicc gut ripgut
Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up a couple of nine-milla slugs
And put 'em on the ground. toll. Buck buck!
Slugs to the
all over the room
That legion of
S to the I-C-X
With a locc and a for the throat
and a neck full of gunsmoke it up,
One for the nigga who them infants and senses
Then this time, I hit 'em a nine-millimeter, meter
Now let's pick up me freakin' up skin
knew nigga-meat cooked so thin!
So I me a nine-milla gat
And creep in the back of the
With a of the indo

Guess daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you
run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

That's right. upon a time
A nigga that hella sicc up in the
a lie for the snitch
As a victim's stoned, sayin' "I'll be to the pussy clits"
They're a ditch to the mastermind
shells, they're blind!
Devils a pact to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind
Low enough to the shit got hella deep that I had to it
To a soul who had the heart to put his mama in a
Who it be?
Or can he be
Locked up in the
the bounty
finally a nigga like me?


What's up, my
Pull this
And take my muthafuckin'
But watch your back. Niggas be claimin' they sicc
But really don't know which way to go when be smokin' up with my

Shiiiit, you ever seen your mama's cock? (yeah!)
Have you seen a body drop? (yeah!)
Have you even loaded up your
Well, I could a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga
From that 24 Garden
doin' time
For shootin' up in the dark
And tryin' to bite before he
And when his stops
From the blue blocks up in the cut
try to lynch my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts
And what the fuck goes thru my nigga's up in his cell?
That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. must be livin' up in

And here I am, muthafucka that got my nigga sicc
to kill myself but slippin' more deeper into the siccness shit

Guess what daddy's bringin' for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and of human meat, muthafucka
Now eat! daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!