Luyện nghe bài hát To All The Killas

To all the killers and the hundred billers
To niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the hundred dollar
To real to real niggaz

K B X, yo, yo
Who wants to test the
Infrared at your spine, leave you vegetable
Where the not

Don't get in drop when the light change
Left that frame like eject on the flight plane
to thug niggaz on this shit that we on
Get your heat on, guzzle down that le-mon

Fuck a don, I'm on symotic your block shit
Pop shit, watch the glock spit, lay you like
I roll with niggaz that sniff coke and tote
And take funds, whether number ones or sulibate

Shit's official, fuck five mics, it's five
Never miss you, penetrate body tissue
Keep you runnin' like runner, like summer
Then unexpectedly guns ya from the Tididel Hummer
that ass like drama, fade 'em out like Donna Summa
Forever like Wu-Tang, my crew bang like

For real niggaz who feel is on some numb shit
Gun shit, peace to my niggaz who run shit
Corner thugs buggin' on birds, we serve 'em
The forty five in your mouth, stuck up, you're worthless

Extreme measures, illegal treasures, the safe scavengers
Pepper mace in your face, haze, lace hash from a rocko burnin'
We on the block thousands from PJ's to housings
pockets, rip trousers, spark a dutch, start a forest fire

Tap, drop a diamond, niggaz walk police wires
We on some six, stick-up figure impulse
The last days are crime, son, it as an insult

To all the and the hundred dollar billers
To niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the hundred dollar
To real niggaz to real

To all the and the hundred dollar billers
To niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the dollar billers
To niggaz to real niggaz

We 'em rotten just for plottin' my squadron
Get no part of this, we robbin', your
On the mission to target, is you made?
My army brigade got the plan

We thru they assholes with the triple-edged blade
The illest executioners this with peace to the bottomless
symbolic to monogamous hollow tips
Rippin' thru they vests for respect, to impress
We come in with some envious techs

My enemies get viciously up by my cavalry
That's constantly shootin' for this life of
Fatality, supreme victory, war stories
Misery bring treachery, so now I you slowly, fuckin' phony

Receiver of many, I come plenty
A poison for they belly, into hell is where I the enemies
If you can stand the heat, in the flame
And get your fame put to 'cuz you lame

Leavin' your bitch slain, truly insane
You this earth with my scars, sun, moon and stars
Is you see when my seven half mind spars

Yo, yo, yo, desert eagle at cerebral
Keepin' you civilized the way
Your mug stay the way the slug lay

Done it and it thru these blunted contacts
Stolen ax, buy new gats, hot gats, serial
fleas, eight million MC's drop to your knees like church mast
Play fast, full from the stash

Dirty blazin' at night, we got the ave sewn
Chrome, nickel-plated, forty four murder, zone
Police tracin' prints, stolen cars with
Bum bitches gear, sellin' clothes for cents
Sharp razors make faces ugly, a diamond, lovely
Drinkin' Valentine ghetto

To all the killers and the hundred dollar
To niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the hundred billers
To real niggaz to niggaz

To all the killers and the dollar billers
To niggaz, who ain't got no feelings
To all the killers and the dollar billers
To real niggaz to niggaz