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

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

Leave your car door and windows all clapped out
I turn to memories, remember me?
The Hennessy got my eyes glassy, try to blast me
With the .38, them stray shells 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 baby's
She a freak, she me the na-na
nigga try to front, I'll give him the llama, yeah

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
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the

Yeah, uh
Everythin was slow motion, but I think I got the
Cause now that they overdosin all my doors are back,
In my Cadillac, totin, nigga play me I'll smoke 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 twist it, I could you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga ball and
Meanin everybody know me when I'm walkin through the and

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

Call me what you nigga but you can't call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, call me uncut
See my oh-eight gas burnin and my 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., or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

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

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 want it? My house is

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

Yeah, I treat like cars, I drove 'em out
They keep a nice trey-pound from when the 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, Atlanta
day is Christ', I live like Santa bitch
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., night or
Hammertime, got your 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
one in the chamber, walk with the banger