Luyện nghe bài hát Killer G's

Yeah, the dayton family in this bitch for the 9-6
Know I'm sayin dts
And I talkin about downtown security bitch
Dayton be true nigga

I'm out for murder motherfuckers get to go
And when I toot I gotta and leave hoes cold in snow
My whole objective in this is kill and show no pain
Get a fool for his
And raise more throws and blows dana dane
I'm always on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin
And checkin socks for the fat knots who the fuck you think you
from the sirens, stop the violence I ain't heard that shit
Come in the hood, park at the club and find your on bricks
Down I dwell, them boys ain't ? ? ? so motherfuck your crew
Bring weed I smoke and more coke than coca-cola do
I'm built to last, up in that ass my makes all the noise
How you lookin like emmitt smith, back to get your boys
Its do or die and believe me I'm not tryin to go
Many men have tried and failed, but those that failed can no more
I pledge allegiance to the flag, but ain't no stars or stripes
Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches with crack
A vigilante panties by some jaked up flake
To much to count, I stack amount ain't about me fake
Nobody nobody die so bitch don't move in inch
And I'm puttin in any bitch that I even think might of flinched
Its time to bail, my since of smell is what cocaine
Bail with joe ? staley? to ban me cause of high yea yo prices
And on note, I quote I'm deep and I'll stick yo mama up
He got ten g's and an eigth in the safe, niggas you what's up
? ? fools arousin for them thousands and that yea yo
off that whiskey fuck john ? cisk? , I'm fittin to rob his ass
When shit gets tight, like barry white I practice what I
Little shorties be down like brandy when they hear me speak
The b o-t-l-e-g-t-h-e-r-a-p

Chorus: 4x

the p-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e a killa
(g, killa)
F-l-i-n-t don't wanna see killer g
(g's, are motherfuckin killas)

He's a killa off dayton avenue, he's quick to point that at you
I catch you and I dead you, I got you if I at you
Runnin for your life again, a victim of a
I'm down for pumpin your chest, open your chest real wide
You fuckin with a murderer, caddie coup
Sweep you off dana's, when you see me i'l be serving a
Ziggy zag, 44 mag fuckin enemy
Shakin and bakin and yo shit
Beatin your pussy and yo shit
Sendin you bitches up on yo way, the way face the ray
Diggen as they body lay, pickin them with this oozie spray
Gats and glocks, and rocks you best to believe I gets the loot
you in your booty hole, punk cause you's a rudy poo
I empty this clip, so don't you slip, around and trip
Three in the hood, got yo goods, pilled yo cap and dip
Gotta ? ? on my way on this set is like
My posse pack more pumps than a motherfuckin gas
Better watch that yea that been boomon in this dry town
Kickin yo door bitch and you bitches best to lie down
A skitzofranic makin you panic when I pull this gage
I do more licks and throw more kicks, than cage
I'm fuckin what you talkin, you've been walkin
like a hawk and
Trigger be triggin when I it cause my pain ain't stickin
Its do or die we multiply on the for
But ask yo motherfuckin mother a motherfuckin killa