Luyện nghe bài hát Where Da Killaz Hang

I represent them killaz hang

(Lord Infamous)
The ganja I'm
The get broken
The are open
The killas is
The pistol is
blood it be soakin'
The
The
The I'm locin'
We up in the
My in panic
They try to get
Got blowed off the
They don't it
Soldiers stand it
That's how I it
you goddamnit
My
for static
Blastery
you in plastic
Way my mind be
Got me gotta have it
Niggas want to approach Lord
But I am loco I blow
Your head off shoulders

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

(Koopsta Knicca)
Too dim not
Now the koopstas off the
Only real G's to me
my (?)
People sayin'
Tryin' to take me as a
But pimp shit bitch
Can't go I ti-zook all of you
Loadin' up my
fuckin' wit my patience
Runnin' my visitations
the coo fool can ya face me
Claim to be my
When ya takin' a second
I it's on then
Big bitch
No on my book
this shit is hectic
So I'm up to god
Me and my charge booga
He's a down with bars
Party sells 17's where I
Stale pastrys on my
I'm as if I'm in hell
Yea I be bailed
Pale well if swell
Triple platinum the (?)
Deja Vu fuck when I
Oh me isn't this a
excuse me for my frenech
But you writin' all these
If ya hear me then ya me

(Crunchy Black)
In the where I dwell
And I dwell real
For you hatin' ass bitches
you might as well burn in hell
When you smell the
them blunts when I hit corners
Don't you
you dodge
Cause only gonna be
Murder on my mind
blank in the pass
When you that fuckin' glass
I bet'cha I kill yo ass
Nigga pop the glock
In a pine box
Don't you try to call the cop
Cause a nigga ain't stop

(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', and chill
you so calleds know the deal
Hollow yo ass gonna feel
Roll yo dice bitch and you
Fuckin' the click, the crew, the clan
You gon'
G's out they trees
Have you with the flies
Cries comin' up out yo
But they by the tone
When I pull the trigga
You the enternal zone
Southside
stayin' strapped with them thangs
Pat
Memphis,
Where them hang