Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

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

I'm on that SSK shit, shoot, stab,
Think I won't get Well nigga, I will
Ain't nothin to talk 'bout, get the and the chalk out
When I the strap 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 eyes glassy, niggaz try to me
With the .38, them stray flew past me

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

It's fuck 50, I stay in the
He love her, I fuck her, she's his mama
She a freak, she give me the
nigga 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
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., On Sight
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 with me I'll smoke 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 could you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller 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 been on it since a young'n, I'm comin and here's warnin nigga
be snorin, bein on point is important
Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the chalk and, yeah

Call me what you want nigga but you call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, call me uncut
See my gas burnin and my eighty-somethin rope
Time's for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated

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

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk 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?
Which trapper want it? My is haunted

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

Yeah, I treat like cars, I drove 'em out
They keep a nice from when the wolves is out
Horses, Cavalies with a vest on
I kick game like and Beckham, c'mon

I got dopehead hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh
From baggin up with my Bankhead, bitch
Every day is Christ', I live Santa bitch
I'm a scrambler bitch, the Feds stand this 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 life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the