Luyện nghe bài hát She's A Killah

Boy, Def Jam
Ghostface, Ron
Oh, oh, oh

It's no special when them go down
You can catch one in the gut and go
The silencers work to muffle sound
Snuck through and on the low down

give it up, what
Big of Goose stay filled it up, we stay four wheeled it up
I would talk to but her ass ain't big enough
Her friends look like the type that'll give it up

abyss to gecko, stay bum rushing them hoes like Joe Klecko
It's hard to get a ticket like the Funkmaster Flex
Even fat get twist into pretzels, Toney Starks special

She's a killer, oh, a killer, oh
She's a killer, mami, is a
She's a killer, oh, a killer, oh
a killer, shorty, is a killer

Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, nobody realer
Oh, you got a man, steal ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we drinking Patron and put your number in my and
Ain't trying to you home and we partying to the morning

Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, to the morning, to, to the
Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, oh, we to the morning

My co-defendant, her name's
Niggas get caught up by the of her breastses
She'll murder you while eating your
You'll die wanting to try how her sex is

Baby's wiggle like J-Lo, her thing so good
you hit it, you be having to pray, yo
Don't wanna bust fast, be on your J O
She dickly, don't go both ways, yo

She and she fly
Bout 5'5, 5'6, bout yay
Button-up pink shirt, blue necktie
Every nigga in the club wanna eat that

Surprise she stay on her toes a prized ballerina
She tight, her stomping grounds is out in
pretty thing handle her biz, she carry those things
Ready to die like she to B.I.G.

She's a killer, oh, a killer, oh
a killer, mami, is a killer
She's a killer, oh, a killer, oh
She's a killer, shorty, is a

Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, nobody realer
Oh, you got a man, I'ma ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we drinking Patron and put your number in my and
Ain't trying to take you home and we partying to the

Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, to the morning, to, to the
Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, oh, we partying to the

Everybody's acting like they the town
Pardon me lord, I was that brown
This goes for the rappers, clappers
Yo, Wigs, get the these is a bunch of actors

Yet, my heat sing like Caesar
You can test me at, your own leisure
I'm ballin', gettin' Arab and I pop champagne
And go hit shorty, that thang 'cuz

a killer, oh, she's a killer, oh
She's a killer, mami, is a
a killer, oh, she's a killer, oh
She's a killer, shorty, is a

Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, ain't nobody
Oh, you got a man, steal ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we drinking and put your number in my phone and
Ain't trying to take you and we partying to the morning

Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, to the morning, to, to the
Oh, to the morning, oh, to the
Oh, oh, we to the morning