Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Bullet

Sittin on the shelf, got me stuck up in this box
Choppin it up with the homies, visions of a glock 17
Niggas on my team can't wait to fill up
We jumpin out the barrel my niggas, shootin shit up
See niner ross, black talon, hollow tips flow
Aim me at the chest, I'm makin sure that vest don't get no
Ain't even breathin, leave the body shittin a seagull
See I'm illegal, I got like that eagle
Fuckin around me is danger, I'm talkin shit
Tryin to brainwash the trigger when I'm in the
Don't give a fuck if it's a accident or on
When I'm comin out the chamber, fool just inservice
get nervous when you see what I do
I to hit the target, and when I'm breakin that skin, ooh
Travel his heart, ricoch?t off the nearest bone
Rip his up, shatter his spine, now I'm gone
Layin by the body, for the FEDS
Swoop me up for evidence, I'm just some melted led
It ain't no thang, got me back I started
In a box, with my homies, for my next target

Ha ha ha, the bullet
Shootin up everywhere
Every city in state
Don't give a fuck about who the bullet fly
The only thought that's on my is, die nigga, die
Ha ha ha

But what do ya know, looks like I'm 'bout to be again
I seen a ask for them black talons and grin
It won't be long they let me loose
Got me in the clip, drinkin Gin no fuckin juice
It's goin down, I know they on some fools tonight
Hit the lights, squeeze the trigger, me on my flight
Don't give a fuck who I hit when I fly
The thought that's on my mind is, die nigga, die
Women and and babies, I know it's crazy
See I'm a bullet, it's my job, man shit don't faze me
the hand that's on the trigger get shot too
Wherever the barrel aiming at, who I end up smokin fool
Don't get it twisted, I got no love for of y'all
Got to dig a tunnel through your head, and watch the fall
Just and I'mma do the rest
I love givin young niggas cardiac
Bullet proof niggas, I go up in 'em
The ambulance picked him up with shit all in his
Just cock the glock, put your on the trigger, pull it
And make a feel the bullet

Ha ha ha,
victim of these mothafuckin bullets
Once we pull the trigger, get nervous
'Cause it's instant service
Ha ha ha,
Breakin fools off mothafuckin day
Ha ha ha

Up out the chamber, that sneaky mothafucka creepin
You heard a shot but know until the blood was leakin
Up out your chest, you your flesh was a bloody mess
Dropped down on your knees, and ran breath
to your death
Got hit by the wig splittin, shirt rippin, pistol wippin
Catchin 'em when they set trippin
Dippin and dabbin, you know who I am, and
Can't be fuckin them faulty heaters that be jammin
I love to fly and when they jam, I can't out and kick it
pick a target, point me at it and see how quick I hit it
Droppin by the dozens, in and out your cousins
I'm burnin like a oven, givin up no lovin
With my dogs, ridin in a 50 clip
to make the hit, talkin long shit, bitch
Hit the floor I hit the door and split ya with some heat
Take your head and your body in the street
As I creep, up on my next mothafuckin
him off his feet, pull the trigger, let me sick him
Hit him high, hit him low, you how it go
Put your finger on the trigger, it, the mothafuckin bullet

Ha ha ha, the bullet
Mobbin your hood and takin head
no mothafuckin remorse
We give a fuck about you
The bullet, ha ha ha
up shit everywhere we go
Don't give a fuck, men 6 feet on the regular
Ha ha ha