Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of Da Baby Killa

You better
When you see me put that nine up in pussy, ho
it back slow
Rock it back and forth, for the nut, then let my trigger go
BOOM!
Pussy-guts all over the
If you seen it,
Then you're
For the
Of that nina of
2 inches in and, uh, 4 out
You that nigga that pack that gat
And hit that
It's that
Cannabis and tea've, uh, got me on stump, fool
All it take is a way, a fat, green-bud and a stunt
Cause it's nigga that work 'em nigga deep
And block
And murder, baby, kill a seed
Once it'll you vomit
Guts in a mama's baby, in a bottle, maybe it's common
Biatches keep fuckin' and and keepin' it comin'
With they drama. POP! It's killa season
Put 6 in the clip, put it up clit
And watch baby's brains
out that fetus
Bleed, it's that nigga that 'em
I'll fill 'em all full for sicc reason
of da siccness broodin', got me trippin' for no reason

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

As I creep, picture human that I seek
of human meat
Cause my kids eat
I lives deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas nines, and barrel-fuck a slut
Nigga, what? You ain't seen me in my prime
baby brains, baby veins, baby spines
I know be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck
I'm peelin' off the skin for bacon-fried croquettes
Baby villain spine, that mind
A of gin cause I know I'm doin' time
So catch me now I do my next crime
My gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

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

Get ready for the shit
That gut ripgut
Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up a couple of nine-milla slugs
And put 'em on the ground. toll. Buck buck!
to the womb
Guts all the room
That legion of
S to the I-C-X
With a locc and a tech for the
and a neck full of it up, locc
One for the nigga who kills them infants and
this time, I hit 'em with a nine-millimeter, meter
Now let's pick up me freakin' up skin
Never knew nigga-meat so thin!
So I pack me a gat
And creep in the of the 'Lac
With a of the indo

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

That's right. upon a time
A that hella sicc up in the skids
With a lie for the
As a stoned, sayin' "I'll be bones to the pussy clits"
They're a baby ditch to the
Nine-millimeter shells, blind!
Devils made a to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind
Low enough to the shit got deep that I had to patch it
To a who had the heart to put his mama in a casket
Who it be?
Or can he be
Locked up in the
cause the
finally found a like me?


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

Shiiiit, have you ever seen your cock? (yeah!)
you even seen a body drop? (yeah!)
Have you even loaded up glock?
Well, I gives a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga
that 24 Garden Block
That's time
For shootin' shadows up in the
And tryin' to before he bark
And when his stops
From the metal blue up in the cut
They try to my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts
And what the goes thru my nigga's mind up in his cell?
That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. Nigga be livin' up in

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

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