Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

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

[ chorus: big ]
Niggas starvin while you're home with the
Niggas killin while you're doin dope
Out flossin, throwin 100 $
to set yo ass up for the kill
Death of a shot caller, who can you
It might be your number 1 nigga that
A cap, the next one to take charge
him and his bitch in his backyard

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

Man, you we been smokin niggas for this muthafucka
This nigga ain't us shit, man
(I know, dog)
up, hold up, hold up, dog
Man, the gat, I - damn
Hey nigga, you got my money?
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 is killin ya
ya cap back, like starter, fool
I'm comin to get you off my block, so I pack a full
with big slugs, and you know I buck no doubs
Cause you know a steelo, how I did them fools a week ago
One passed, I'm hearin you wanna wet us
When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the
What the fuck? these tryin 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 main fact, big for you punk muthafucks
Disrespectin the crew, mandatory that I buck
Ass down from comptown, mr. shot
Gonna be a fast faller if he a fast talker
walker, or better yet better be a fast runner
Chill on the scope with the cannon, gun ya
Dumpin 9 to the gut like "nigga, "
This ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the muthafuckin shot

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