Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To Your Own Death

And as I bail through the of the southside
Terror zone milli chrome kill alone cause I trust no snitch
When I peel a and bail
Gone like right through the do
I'm rollin' a fat of red boogy boo, nigga ooh
Watch me nigga but you don't see me though
Cause I'm fat sacks in the back of my vehicle
But takin' a puff of the stuff
and enough that double dooz me
I'm slowly loadin' up the
now who's he
Well that dead motherfucker doe
Well whatcha know comin' through with 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 dose of this milla
shots from that mommas baby killa
Nigga mack hustla, cap busta, infact I'm just a ten
Bustin' em at your chin I crept nigga
Welcome to your own

x6
Nigga to your own death

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

So miss my sicc
niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click
That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut canibal of shit
Plus more caps bust
Anymore to roll up, we need that high back
So niggas done load them and pull them high jacks
And lie back in the cut and roll fat one up
one up for locc to the brain
Them niggas that really don't give a
Around and get buck, shot it up and dump in a and left in a cut
So nigga now gon do with a mini mack ten ten at yo gut
Plus niggas and guts is what I rips for
up in a six four impala
Mobbin' a loots all up to make you 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 pussin' just in
I got me a mack eleven for your face that's leavin' no
Caps leavin' a gate and holes in a niggas neck
So watch the reeper I creep crept
to your own death

x6

When I hit the block a nine
Them fools better be
My nigga duck got out the car and started buckin' at niggas
untraceable shells
Only worriers goin' to
And 5-0 they can't swoop
See cause we too well
My murder file done more than a nigga expected
See cause have of the city of Sac ain't accepted
That I'm a and when I'm sweated 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
When hard to believe
the nine millimeter comin' out my pants gonna make you
See the city and it's making a motherfucker stress
watch your back like 24-7
unless you wanna be livin' the rest of your
Up in a cemetery die nigga die repeat until you're buried
That nine millimeter no motherfuckin' respect
Up on your back your last breathe
Welcome to your own

x6