Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To Your Own Death

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

x6
Nigga welcome to own death

(BUCK! For them who know bout loc to da brain
Them got them millimeter strap and true is the game) x2

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

x6

When I hit the with a nine
Them better be duckin'
My nigga got out the car and started buckin' at niggas runnin'
gauge shells
Only worriers goin' to
And 5-0 they can't swoop
See we mobbin' too well
My murder done pile more than a nigga expected
See cause have of the city of Sac ain't accepted
That I'm a pack and when I'm sweated put in work
Cause my OG told me why G's got to kick up dirt
And I'm of warnin' a motherfucker about a nigga like me
When hard to believe
the nine millimeter comin' out my pants gonna make you
See that's the city and it's making a stress
Gotta watch back like 24-7
unless you wanna be livin' the of your life
Up in a cemetery die nigga die repeat until you're buried
That nine millimeter givin' no motherfuckin'
Up on your back with your breathe
to your own death

x6