Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

You have very many options
You can, get with the or you die
The

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., or daylight
It's Hammertime, got nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, with the banger

I'm on SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill
Think I get busy? Well nigga, I will
Ain't to talk 'bout, get the tape and the chalk out
When I pull the out, I might go the mac route

Leave your car door and your all clapped out
I turn enemies to memories, me?
The Hennessy got my glassy, niggaz try to blast me
With the .38, them shells flew past me

I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, ask me
I'm fin' to have yo' ass on the stand B
Sold three to tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood stand me

It's fuck 50, I in the drama
He love her, I fuck her, his baby's mama
She a freak, she me the na-na
That nigga try to front, I'll him the llama, yeah

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, with the banger

Yeah, uh
Everythin was slow motion, but I think I got the
Cause now that overdosin all my doors are back, open
In my Cadillac, totin, nigga play with me I'll him
Murder one one, four where I'm from, son

I don't need a gimmick, I'm the sickest in it
Get it upside-down or twist it, I promise you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that playin ball and
Meanin everybody know me I'm walkin through the mall and

I get hot in the and right before I'm performin
I been on it since a young'n, I'm comin and here's your nigga
Don't be snorin, bein on is important
Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the white chalk and,

Call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, me uncut dope
See my gas burnin and my eighty-somethin rope
Time's over for you niggaz, red line on your throat,

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the

Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Which gangsta want it? What? Which want it? What?
Which trapper it? My house is haunted

And I'm gone, the wanna bug me and wrap me
I'm the Man, them boys can't catch me
Two-oh-nine, M-6 in the matrix
BM got a new friend, they finally got a

Yeah, I treat bitches like cars, I 'em out
They keep a nice trey-pound from when the is out
Horses, Cavalies a real-life vest on
I kick game like Pele and Beckham,

I got dopehead hands, and fingertips, oh yeah
From baggin up with my Bankhead, bitch
Every day is Christ', I live like bitch
I'm a bitch, the Feds can't stand this shit

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, with the banger