Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Or Murder

Suicide or
In this jungle this they be to hang ya
Plus the galley man fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas
And

or murder
Will this save you this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi
Your head is a boss gun shot with sin ya

Yes, boy, you see me
Me not and me no surrender
Gun shot attack them a rat in a blender
Gun shot, they get up me pull up get sent up

they shot a woman and me hurt defender
Word like a liar then me kick like
Gonna rob them cents bea like bazooka
You say it sucks, it's get bunch harder

Not ready to kill, then ready heena
This man from Rockport and from Reema
up

Suicide or
In this jungle this be glad to hang ya
the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas
And

or murder
Will this save you with this new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's fi linger
Your is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

Murder them, them
Test the most high, a suicide mission
MCs dead, all others
Fearing the

and lightning
Lyrics hot lead showered
Through the desert and in the
When I bust off shots I up spots

And competition turns
rumble, bodies tumble but I can't be injured
When I kill the contenders, I escape a ninja

Suicide or
In jungle this they be glad to hang ya
the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast like a gas cylinder
And

Suicide or
Will save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's fi linger
head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

Yes, boy, we gonna life trife, uh
get ame up like a scuba diver
Whores get a west up and maybe wise up
Long time we dare you had a survivor

Devil said you're wicked and your bud light's
or be killed and see the heart rise up
So just keep on killing, fi gonna ride up
Yes, boy

Suicide or
In this this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man fi not to linger
Blow just like a gas cylinder
And

or murder
Will this save you with this new gun ya
to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

my mind spray, you must lay down get flat
Or snatch up girl and your gun and shoot your way out the back
I fire, the lingo blows out your rib cage
You the sound and not because of old age

Blood splatters and holy turns to dawn
Killing smooth and silently like the James Bond
Armed and dangerous, so your pistols
But an MX missile, I'll rip right through you

Some rather die, then face a fate worse than
With a bounty on hood and Bounty Killer on your tail

Suicide or
In this this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man fi not to linger
Blow fast like a gas cylinder
And

Suicide or
Will this you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi
Your head is like a boss gun with sin ya