Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

You don't very many options
You can, get with the or you die
The

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
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 next
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger

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

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

I'm on 'em, I'ma do, don't ask me
I'm fin' to have yo' ass on the stand B
Sold to muh'fuckers tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't me

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

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 life
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger

Yeah, uh
Everythin was motion, but I think I got the potion
Cause now that they overdosin all my doors are back,
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 nigga in it
Get it upside-down or it, I could promise you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga playin and
Meanin everybody know me when I'm walkin through the and

I get hot in the mornin and right I'm performin
I been on it a young'n, I'm comin and here's your warnin nigga
Don't be snorin, bein on point is
Cause a follow shortly after the white chalk and, yeah

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

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the who get it right
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., 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 rapper want it?
trapper want it? My house is haunted

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

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

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

T.O.S., On Sight
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