Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To Your Own Death

And as I through the woods of the southside
Terror zone nine chrome kill alone cause I trust no snitch
When I a dome and bail
Gone like hell right the do
I'm rollin' a fat of red boogy boo, nigga ooh
Watch me bail nigga but you see me though
Cause I'm rollin' fat sacks in the back of my
But a puff of the dank stuff
and enough that double dooz me
I'm slowly up the oozy
now who's he
Well it's that motherfucker doe
Well whatcha know comin' through that murder mo
And I heard you know now been bustin' up on the garden block
You either up the information,
nigga o get shot, so nah WHAT!
I guess you wanna of this milla
Twenty-four from that mommas baby killa
Nigga mack hustla, cap busta, I'm just a mack ten
em at your chin before I crept nigga
Welcome to your own

x6
Nigga to your own death

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

So niggas miss my
niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click
That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut canibal type of
many more 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
one up for locc to the brain
Them niggas really don't give a fuck
Around and get buck, shot it up and dump in a and left in a cut
So now whatcha gon do with a mini mack ten ten at yo gut
Plus niggas nuts and is what I rips for
Creepin' up in a six impala
Mobbin' a loots all up to make you vomit from the raw gut
Nah what I do is let my do the talkin'
Leavin' you walkin' to funeral low
Diggin'? yo smoke the mack 1-0
I had ya just in case
I got me a eleven for your face that's leavin' no trace
Caps leavin' a gate and puttin' holes in a neck
So the reeper when I creep crept
Welcome to own death

x6

When I hit the block a nine
Them fools be duckin'
My nigga duck got out the car and started buckin' at niggas
untraceable gauge
Only worriers goin' to
And 5-0 just can't swoop
See cause we mobbin' too
My murder file done more than a nigga expected
See cause have of the city of Sac still 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 kick up some
And I'm tired of warnin' a about a nigga like me
When it's to believe
the nine millimeter comin' out my pants gonna you dance
See that's the city and making a motherfucker stress
watch your back like 24-7
unless you wanna be the rest of your life
Up in a cemetery die nigga die repeat until you're buried
That nine millimeter no motherfuckin' respect
Up on your with your last breathe
Welcome to your own

x6