Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

You don't have 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., night or
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

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, walk the banger

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

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

I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, ask me
Understand I'm fin' to yo' ass on the stand B
Sold three to tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my can't stand me

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

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

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

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

I get hot in the mornin and before I'm performin
I on it since a young'n, I'm comin and here's your warnin nigga
be snorin, bein on point is important
Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the white chalk and,

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

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., or daylight
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, with the banger

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

And I'm gone, the wanna bug me and wrap me
I'm the Gingerbread Man, them boys catch me
Two-oh-nine, M-6 in the matrix
BM got a new friend, they got a facelift

Yeah, I treat like cars, I drove 'em out
They keep a nice trey-pound from the wolves is out
Horses, with a real-life vest on
I game like Pele and Beckham, c'mon

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

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., or daylight
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., Terminate On
one in the chamber, walk with the banger