Luyện nghe bài hát Where Da Killaz Hang

I represent where them killaz

(Lord Infamous)
The ganja I'm
The get broken
The are open
The is scopin'
The pistol is
This blood it be
The
The
The Snizote I'm
We up in the
My in panic
They try to get
Got blowed off the
They understand it
Soldiers can't it
That's how I it
Fuck you
My
Ready for
Blastery
Have you in
Way my be twisted
Got me gotta have it
Niggas want to approach Lord
But I am I will blow
Your head off your

(Project Pat)
Mister robbers
Niggas with some
You fake
We finish what you started
Yo heart is a set
Bitch you best ah a gat
a nigga
With trigga
Memphis Project Pat
I'm down like the Kamakaze souldier on a killin'
Once we get it dog
You gonna to murder me
Who I be
I'm hidin' in the layin'
us to the ground
Ghetto
Off your blood you shall

(Koopsta Knicca)
Too dim not
Now the off the streets
real G's close to me
my (?)
People sayin'
Tryin' to take me as a
But this pimp shit
Can't go I ti-zook all of you
Loadin' up my
Daily fuckin' wit my
Runnin' my visitations
the coo fool can ya face me
Claim to be my
When ya a second look
I guess it's on
Big bitch
No money on my
Manne this shit is
So I'm up to god
Me and my charge booga
He's a rapper with bars
sells 17's where I dwell
Stale on my shelf
I'm fellin' as if I'm in
Yea I be bailed
Pale if it's swell
Triple platinum the (?)
Deja Vu when I left
Oh me this a binitch
excuse me for my frenech
But you writin' all these
If ya hear me then ya me

(Crunchy Black)
In the hood where I
And I dwell real
For you playa ass bitches
Manne you as well burn in hell
you smell the aroma
>From them when I hit corners
you duck
Don't you
Cause it's only be
Murder murder on my
blank in the pass
When you drop fuckin' glass
I bet'cha I kill yo ass
Nigga pop with the
In a fuckin' box
you try to call the fuckin' cop
Cause a nigga ain't stop

(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', and chill
Lettin' you so know the deal
tips yo ass gonna feel
Roll yo dice bitch and you
Fuckin' with the click, the crew, the
You gon'
G's out they trees
you stankin' with the flies
Cries up out yo mouth
But muffled by the tone
When I pull the back
You enter the zone
killas
Always stayin' with them thangs
Pat
Memphis,
Where killaz hang