Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

[ 1: mc ren ]
Niggas in the hood lookin at me
Tellin like they wanna fuck my old lady
Same shit every day at 8 o'clock
Nigga, my day off raisin off the cock
I throw the on, with the t-shirt
Never when a nigga might hit the dirt
I'm thinkin, how in the fuck can I get quicker
Mix the blunt some muthafuckin malt liquor
These niggas that I love, I don't em, but I stay close to em
In case I do em
We from the set, but that don't mean shit no mo'
I be premeditatin the .44 (.44)
My hoe be tellin a nigga to peel they 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 you're home with the
Niggas killin while you're doin dope
Out flossin, 100 $ bills
to set yo ass up for the kill
Death of a caller, who can you trust?
It might be number 1 nigga that bust
A cap, he's the next one to charge
Smoke him and his bitch in his

[ 2: mc ren ]
A sittin on the curb
Hear nigga come bumpin with the suburb
Got my on point, same niggas he be fuckin hoes with
And rollin up the blunts when he get lit
Homie, when that nigga put the 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'
Can't make a less this muthafucka say so
Nigga, that, I'm runnin this shit
I'ma look him in his 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 know we been niggas for this muthafucka
This nigga paid us shit, man
(I know, dog)
Hold up, up, hold up, dog
Man, the gat, I - damn
Hey nigga, you got my muthafuckin
Nigga, yo money, nigga
No nigga, you
( )
Oh shit, oh shit...
Damn!

[ verse 3: tha ]
These o.g.'s got me like twizzler
Got me and hot, and all I'm thinkin is killin ya
ya cap back, like starter, fool
I'm comin to get you niggas off my block, so I a full
with 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 hearin you wet us
When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the
What the these niggas tryin to bust on me?
So I'm cockin up the can and ready to make do some gas
And do some flippin, and all
Cause niggas out shot call, get they ass jacked
And that's the main fact, big for you punk muthafucks
the crew, it's mandatory that I buck
Ass down 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 scope the cannon, finna gun ya
Dumpin 9 to the gut like "nigga, "
This ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the muthafuckin caller

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