Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

Before we get this Killa Season
Let's this shit off with my man 40 Cal

Who am I? 40 Cal.
Gat to your back, get down
Clown
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

Let me try to
I shoot his truck up to drive him insane
Give his the new name, the firing range
When we see you yell and aim

'Cause I fire them thangs it's like
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, watch who
Drop two fitty on a hot new

But when it come to drops say he cop too many like,
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
with wonderful Cal
(They Hummers in brown)

Nah, I shitted on you, even haters lovin' my style
I'm a model, I make the hustlers proud
I make the customers
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

Catch me in them thangs Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or somebody
Comin' down the block the is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

Cal, we see him we leavin'
He schemin', he be
he kill people, we believe him
Oh shit reachin'
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa, Killa, Killa,

Killa for murda once, no redial
Just see child, the O G style and how I used to be
This the of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, you wasn't there

Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be a hundred years
Did the interstate, big cities, tiny
over niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
Handsome hoods, thugs, but we grimy dun

Cars, cribs, money, had to me some
Zeke right behind me dun, dun, he by all the rules
That's why the is his, the cars, all the jewels
niggaz all are fools, your regular married with children

Dawg, to five, office, pool
Couldn't that life, I needa loft and pool
I had too class, I ain't report to school
If they report to school, I caught the stool, the fool

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often
wit this wolf, this should be taught to you
Ya money matter, what you can't afford to do
Is fuck wit me dawg, could be affordable

ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, are portable
Fiends on line, coke lines, come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far a star but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)

I was forced to eat, anything you I keep
Shot the fifth, and then like a Piston, the heat
Now round the corner, up the block, the street
Up fifty flights, right the bosses meet

And the Porsche is peach, felt like Boston
Left Boston Market, did deals on Boston
Now, I the beach, all because they applaud my speech
One crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his teeth and it's

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox I'm cocked
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)