Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

[ 1: mc ren ]
Niggas in the hood at me crazy
Tellin niggas like they fuck my old lady
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 fuck can I get quicker
Mix the blunt with some muthafuckin malt
These niggas that I love, I don't trust em, but I close to em
In case I do em
We from the same set, but that don't shit no mo'
I be premeditatin the .44 (.44)
My hoe be tellin a to peel they caps back
Cause I know where niggas hide they shit at
be on my mind, return a shot call
Broke as fuck, about to get hot, y'all

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

[ 2: mc ren ]
A nigga's sittin on the
Hear that nigga come with the suburb
Got my niggas on point, same he be fuckin hoes with
And rollin up the blunts when he get lit
Homie, when that nigga put the mutahfucka in
That's the signal, little nigga, pump 3 in his
feel shit, cause it's real shit, he a bitch
Niggas in the hood doin bad while he rich
Off this shit we be niggas fo'
Can't make a move this muthafucka say so
Nigga, fuck that, I'm this shit
I'ma look him in his when his punk-ass gettin hit
But if you miss, nigga, i'ma you
Cause if he get away, muthafucka, we all through
3 shots, nigga, add 2
And what the fuck you gotta do
Kill the caller

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

[ 3: tha chill ]
o.g.'s got me twisted like twizzler
Got me heated and hot, and all I'm thinkin is ya
Peelin ya cap back, starter, fool
I'm to get you niggas off my block, so I pack a full
Glock big slugs, and you know I buck no doubs
Cause you know a nigga steelo, how I did them fools a ago
One passed, I'm hearin you wanna wet us
When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're on the jetters
What the fuck? these niggas to bust on me?
So I'm up the can and ready to make them do some gas
And do flippin, and all that
Cause out here shot call, get they ass jacked
And that's the fact, big payback for you punk muthafucks
Disrespectin the crew, it's that I buck
Ass from comptown, mr. shot caller
Gonna be a fast faller if he ain't a fast
walker, or better yet better be a fast runner
Chill on the with the cannon, finna gun ya
Dumpin 9 to the gut like "nigga, "
This ol' b.g. big baller, the muthafuckin shot caller

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