Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To Your Own Death

And as I bail through the woods of the
Terror zone milli chrome kill alone cause I trust no snitch
When I a dome and bail
Gone like right through the do
I'm a fat sack of red boogy boo, nigga ooh
me bail nigga but you don't see me though
Cause I'm rollin' fat sacks in the back of my
But takin' a puff of the dank
and enough double O-A-E dooz me
I'm slowly up the oozy
now who's he
Well it's that motherfucker doe
Well know comin' through with that murder mo
And I heard you know now whose been up on the garden block
You give up the information,
nigga o get shot, so nah WHAT!
I you wanna dose of this milla
Twenty-four shots that mommas baby killa
mack hustla, cap busta, infact I'm just a mack ten
Bustin' em at chin before I crept nigga
Welcome to your own

x6
Nigga welcome to your own

(BUCK! For them who don't bout loc to da brain
Them got them nine millimeter and true is the game) x2

So niggas my sicc
Some niggas don't know me, don't know my click
O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut canibal type of shit
Plus many caps bust
Anymore sacks to roll up, we need that back
So niggas done load them nines and pull them jacks
And lie back in the cut and another fat one up
one up for locc to the brain
Them niggas that really give a fuck
Around and get buck, shot it up and in a truck and left in a cut
So nigga now whatcha gon do a mini mack ten ten at yo gut
Plus niggas nuts and guts is what I for
Creepin' up in a six four
Mobbin' a loots all up to you vomit from the raw gut cause
Nah I do is let my nine do the talkin'
Leavin' you to your funeral low
Diggin'? yo from the mack 1-0
I had ya just in case
I got me a mack eleven for your face that's leavin' no
leavin' a gate and puttin' holes in a niggas neck
So watch the reeper when I creep
Welcome to own death

x6

When I hit the with a nine
Them fools better be
My nigga duck got out the car and started at niggas runnin'
untraceable shells
Only goin' to hell
And 5-0 they just can't
See cause we mobbin' too
My murder file pile more than a nigga expected
See cause have of the of Sac still ain't accepted
That I'm a pack and when I'm I'ma put in work
Cause my OG told me why G's got to up some dirt
And I'm tired of warnin' a motherfucker a nigga like me
it's hard to believe
the millimeter comin' out my pants gonna make you dance
See the city and it's making a motherfucker stress
Gotta your back like 24-7
unless you wanna be livin' the rest of life
Up in a cemetery die die you'll repeat until you're buried
That nine givin' no motherfuckin' respect
Up on your back with your breathe
Welcome to your own

x6