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 one in the gut and go down
The silencers to muffle that sound
Snuck tools and on the low down

Gangstas give it up,
Big of Goose stay filled it up, we stay four wheeled it up
I would talk to shorty but her ass big enough
Her friends look like the type that'll just it up

From abyss to gecko, bum rushing them hoes like Joe Klecko
It's hard to get a ticket like the Flex show
Even fat girls get twist into pretzels, 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, ain't realer
Oh, you got a man, steal ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we drinking Patron and put your in my phone and
Ain't to take 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 partying to the

My co-defendant, her Alexis
get caught up by the side of her breastses
She'll murder you while your breakfast
die wanting to try how good her sex is

Baby's shit wiggle like J-Lo, her thing so
Before you hit it, you be 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 in the club wanna eat that thigh

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

She's a killer, oh, 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 wheeler, oh, ain't nobody realer
Oh, you got a man, I'ma steal ya, oh, my ice is
Yeah, we Patron and put your number in my phone 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

acting like they killing the town
Pardon me lord, I was sipping brown
This goes for the rappers, clappers
Yo, Wigs, get the cameras these is a bunch of

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

She's a killer, oh, a killer, oh
a killer, mami, is a killer
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, I'ma ya, oh, my ice is iller
Yeah, we Patron and put your number in my phone 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