Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

I been quiet for too fucking so now its time to break the silence
I start with the killing so fuck the violence
I got for your monkey ass. So peep
Better yet a stray dog I put your ass to sleep
No more faking and my snaps
Sorry fool, goin' step 'n get the straps
Geah, I my work in and fuck up your shit
Now you bow down and suck a fat dick
Mmm. I guess thats what you get you try to play
Try to come up with mutherfucking he say
Or she say, or what the fuck did that say?
Punk bitch, I'll mop that ass up
Dont misbehave, you'll be a slave
Another fronting mutherfucker in a grave
Geah, you got fool because your ass was sly
But a dead nigga no lies

Killed off the sucker right there he didn't
Killed off the right there he didn't stop

fool on my shit list
And now the punk bitch wanna games
No competition so I'll mention no names
Just like a rat, she to squeel
But you squeeled on the E, so the deal?
Geah, you spread rumours for G
But the shit aint funny, so me
And um, aint no more of your I'm having
Geah, Tired of the back stabbing
Soul in the bozac, as I
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a don't clap
And um, it aint over till the fat bitch
Well the fat bitch is to spit shit
To save sorry ass from the mash
So who really gives a fuck if I tap but
So um, when your ass is gone, they'll why
But a dead tell no lies

off the sucker right there he didn't stop
Killed off the sucker there he didn't stop
off the sucker right there he didn't stop
Killed off the sucker right there he didn't
Ran through the rooms and pop, pop, pop

Get ready for the mutherfucking trip
As I pop in another mutherfucking
Geah, one more busta, another
Fool your fake, talking about you fucked the Eiht
Damn, another bitch with some street slang
his cap cause we aint from the same gang
Talking about shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree
Nigga please, I might drop you to your fucking
Try to lay low, but you know you escape
Why'd you have to diss me on your tape
Now you your shit up on a shelf
Didn't you know, you'd be your own self
Quick draw McGraw, on the draw
As you scheme on my I take two to your jaw
Geah, you got over fool, but you why
Cause a nigga tell no lies

Killed off the sucker there he didn't stop
off the sucker right there he didn't stop
Ran the rooms and went pop, pop, pop

Geah, in a mutherfucking effect
For the nine to get loose
My nigga Mike T is in the house. Dj in the mutherfucking house
My nigga 'Times in the house, in the house
My nigga Chill's in the house, Bams in the house
And we outta