Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

[ 1: mc ren ]
Niggas in the hood lookin at me
Tellin niggas like they wanna fuck my old
fuckin shit every day at 8 o'clock
Nigga, start my day off raisin off the
I throw the khakis on, the t-shirt
Never knowin when a nigga hit the dirt
I'm thinkin, how in the can I get high quicker
Mix the blunt with some muthafuckin malt
These niggas I love, I don't trust em, but I stay close to em
In I gotta do em
We from the same set, but don't mean shit no mo'
I be with the .44 (.44)
My hoe be a nigga to peel they caps back
Cause I know where them niggas hide they at
be on my mind, return a shot call
Broke as fuck, about to get hot, y'all

[ chorus: big ]
Niggas starvin while you're home with the
Niggas killin you're doin dope deals
Out flossin, 100 $ bills
Time to set yo ass up for the
Death of a caller, who can you trust?
It might be your number 1 that bust
A cap, he's the one to take charge
Smoke him and his bitch in his

[ 2: mc ren ]
A nigga's on the curb
Hear nigga come bumpin with the suburb
Got my niggas on point, niggas he be fuckin hoes with
And rollin up the when he wanna get lit
Homie, when that put the mutahfucka in park?
That's the signal, little nigga, 3 in his heart
Don't feel shit, cause it's real shit, he a
Niggas in the hood doin bad he gettin rich
Off this shit we be niggas fo'
Can't a move less this muthafucka say so
Nigga, that, I'm runnin this shit
look him in his eyes when his punk-ass gettin hit
But if you miss, nigga, i'ma you
Cause if he get away, muthafucka, then we all
3 shots, nigga, add 2
And handle what the you gotta do
Kill the shot

Man, you know we been smokin for this muthafucka
This ain't paid us shit, man
(I know, dog)
Hold up, hold up, up, dog
Man, the gat, I - damn
Hey nigga, you got my muthafuckin
Nigga, fuck yo money,
No nigga, you
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Oh shit, oh shit...
Damn!

[ verse 3: tha ]
These o.g.'s got me like twizzler
Got me heated and hot, and all I'm thinkin is ya
Peelin ya cap back, like starter,
I'm comin to get you off my block, so I pack a full
Glock with big slugs, and you I buck no doubs
you know a nigga steelo, how I did them fools a week ago
One week passed, I'm hearin you wet us
When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're on the jetters
What the fuck? niggas tryin to bust on me?
So I'm cockin up the can and ready to them do some gas
And do flippin, and all that
Cause niggas out shot call, get they ass jacked
And that's the main fact, big payback for you muthafucks
Disrespectin the crew, it's that I buck
Ass down from comptown, mr. caller
Gonna be a fast faller if he a fast talker
walker, or better yet better be a fast runner
Chill on the with the cannon, finna gun ya
9 to the gut like "nigga, what? "
This ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the shot caller

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