Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

[ 1: mc ren ]
Niggas in the hood lookin at me
Tellin niggas like they fuck my old lady
Same fuckin shit every day at 8
Nigga, start my day off raisin off the
I throw the khakis on, with the
Never knowin when a nigga might hit the
I'm thinkin, how in the fuck can I get quicker
Mix the blunt with some muthafuckin liquor
These niggas that I love, I don't trust em, but I 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 they caps back
Cause I know where them niggas hide they at
be on my mind, return a shot call
Broke as fuck, it's to get hot, y'all

[ chorus: big ]
Niggas starvin while home with the mills
Niggas killin while you're doin deals
Out flossin, throwin 100 $
to set yo ass up for the kill
Death of a caller, who can you trust?
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 on the curb
Hear that nigga come bumpin with the
Got my niggas on point, same niggas he be hoes with
And rollin up the blunts when he get lit
Homie, that nigga put the mutahfucka in park?
That's the signal, little nigga, pump 3 in his
Don't feel shit, it's real shit, he a bitch
in the hood doin bad while he gettin rich
Off this shit we be killin fo'
make a move less this muthafucka say so
Nigga, fuck that, I'm runnin shit
I'ma him in his eyes when his punk-ass gettin hit
But if you miss, nigga, kill you
Cause if he get away, muthafucka, then we all
3 shots, nigga, add 2
And handle what the fuck you do
the shot caller

Man, you we been smokin niggas 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 money?
Nigga, fuck yo money,
No nigga, you
( )
Oh shit, oh shit...
Damn!

[ verse 3: tha ]
These o.g.'s got me twisted like
Got me heated and hot, and all I'm is killin ya
Peelin ya cap back, like starter,
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 a week ago
One week passed, I'm you wanna wet us
you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the jetters
What the fuck? these niggas to bust on me?
So I'm cockin up the can and ready to make them do gas
And do flippin, and all that
Cause niggas out here call, get they ass jacked
And the main fact, big payback for you punk muthafucks
the crew, it's mandatory that I buck
Ass from comptown, mr. shot caller
be a fast faller if he ain't a fast talker
Fast walker, or 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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