Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Kali

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Welcome to channel 187 1 News
Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of
Where black men were found dead at the water front
various gunshot wounds
This the homicide rate in the state of California
To one of the in the nation
And is now to you as Killa Kali

The state of California niggas call it Killa
Murder weapons in the river found in the alleys
Bring the yellow tape, body gettin' zipped up
Heads off wit', they insides ripped up
Mobile flipped up, factors callin' shots
Bitch made niggas, it's some niggas on the block
'Cuz hood got a trigga happy nigga
That don't give a fuck puttin' two in your liver
But how you figure you can do dirt and stay

Niggas like that get dead on the scene
Ain't no winnin' teams 'cuz taken losses in they hood
Reminiscin' on niggas, man, I wish I could
Bring the homies that I lost up in that funk season
Gotta check myself or let alcohol be the reason
So I just poor a little liquor on the
For my dead homies and the ones who ain't see the streets
Locked up with the of the locs

But whatever the reason my are walkin' the yard
Or gettin' they guts, some tryin' to make it home but I
They safer in that pin 'cuz niggas on gin be lettin' Mack 10's
Bust 32 times and niggas who in it gettin' shot by
Standards on the block, smokin' like bomb, fools given up cell
Gettin' leaven them T-shirts, soakin' wet
is a must
So now you know them niggas you was funkin'
Gone be at yo do so, keep yo hand on yo in the valley
Or get dumped in the alley, fuckin' around in Killa

on they knees
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)

Mothers on they
Wit' tears in they eyes,
('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali
Buck,

It's Killa Kali, it's Kali

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

The killin's on, ain't even safe when you at
Whatever you do gone follow you until you gone
So pack ya and handle your own
'Cuz potnas to run
in the party 10 deep and only left wit' one
Real nigga on team but you know how it is
Can't even trust niggas that you knew since you was kids
It no thang, I let them niggas have it to

Bitch up and I switch up on that ass I blast you
And fools better watch hoes in they mix
them choosen and you bid on that set up for a
Six ditch with your family in front of you
So many niggas slip, that's how they a bitch up under you
I wonder whose the next nigga to catch a for sex nigga
Thought you was cock until chopped you
With tecs nigga, I think the game is on its last leg

Trigga happy niggas wit' no heart, it ain't no to be
For your life out here they quick to take they own
Snortin' Peruvian on Hennessey you know they gone
Can't tell a nigga in the 9-5
All they scrilla doin' niggas in on the side
through yo hood buckin' fools down
Gettin' caught, with they mutherfuckin' pants down
with one eye open in the valley
'Cuz everything you love'll get up in killa kali

Mothers on knees
tears in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Killa Kali is the of the drive by)

Mothers on knees
Wit' in they eyes, why?
('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)

It's Killa Kali, it's Killa

It's Kali, it's Killa Kali
Buck,

It's Killa Kali, it's Killa

It's Killa Kali, Killa Kali
Buck,

California niggas be plottin' on
Jackin' mutherfuckers for them
And leave that ol' school sittin' on yo face in the dash
Two in the back of yo head, rip yo of then laugh
Then you got them on the track pullin' out glocks
Pistol niggas till they drop
Reach in they draws and take they
money, they rings and they chains

Without a on but can't complain
all in the game
Follow one of ballers to they residence
Tyin' up, lookin' for them dead presidents
for the money
You know the but now we call it scrilla
It turned them Kali into straight killas
Set trippin' on a basis

Vietnam ain't shit on what a in the hood faces
1-8-7 case, cop into a lesser
strikes hit you with that L
Lock behind bars, bellin' wit' a
Punks like it's waitin'
To catch a nigga slippin' or get killed over

Fuckin' wit' will get you killed quick
Niggas let hoes mow down they homies on the real beitch
Fools come to thinkin' club med
Caught up in the fire when them sets bump heads
Keep yo hand on ya nina in the
Or everything you get smoked up in Killa Kali

Mothers on they
Wit' tears in they eyes,
('Cuz Killa Kali is the state of the by)

Mothers on knees
Wit' tears in eyes, why?
('Cuz Kali is the state of the drive by)