Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Fields

Never will try to play
On another day
So, if you to come around our way
You know C-Town's where play

Wonder they gonna say
I raise from the grave on the last day
And it ain't no pray
I sat and watched away

And how you slay like it was no
A killa, the way you made
with the double blade
Just a little games you play

Had to 'em for the demons
revealed 'em, then scripted ya
Spend life in the pen
Having visions of revenge on a darker nigga livin' you

never sold your soul
Want to pull 44 bullet
On the surface of your
And your never home
Done slip, became a victim of that

Got the gauge for the murderous
Where them Cleveland niggas strayed on the
soldiers starved for days in the land
Where the gangsta roll,on

The dark side, snatchin' souls, soldiers thumpin'
Dumpin' slugs in the body up blood, in a puddle of blood
Hell's up under that mud they I I'm gonna pull it
My sawed off draws bullets

I'm being pressured by niggas up
On me the twelve jumped from
My gun, but when the buckshots
son a bloody murderer must be the evil one

Mobbin' deep, like a com full of
If you get stuck, you outta luck, duck
Can't run from the
Ah fuck, better grab them

For the murderin',
You can run the rock
But the rock is cry out
There's no space

Nineteen thousand white gamma bomb the place
Blowin' off the of men rippin' the skin
'Cause we are the of the world again and again, my friend
Punk-ass can't stand us only 'cause they fear
To us war

We be living so
Head the fuck out, they they can't handle us
Killa and vandalous

Even when you so deep, shifters got you by six feet
'Cause we see when you creep so
Mo plays for keeps
Dark you see

the stroll but kill, try takin' the soldiers
Oh no, caught them criminal ways in the last days
Wantin' them bodies to rot, drop into flames
a [unverified] went blaze

You desire to be
Here to reveal the appeal to the world of madness
No gladness, leavin' a insane
They came up out of them

Oh, I'm quick in illegal
Became a casualty at war, pump was
Slugs, blood leakin' from your gut
Let the gun be the

Well, then in that it's murder
For the night fall down Clair
Rounds with the target
Hit the

Ain't no chances of survival the killin' field
Gauges be blazin', ninas infrared lasers
Set the weeds afire, we them for hire
We 'em for scratch some niggas gonna die

Tombstone got the tec shit let's split
Got at the enemy racin',
Caught up in the of the red eye
Red water, cold bloody chasin'

If up to the shift, you know we'll chill
Here the rivals straight for the kill
Best believe they come to flex skills
Gotta get in they ass for

I give a fuck about your feelings
I'm for the peelin', I'm down for the strippin'
I got to be ready for the body dippin' down to the
Done so many niggas turn to dirt

And the [unverified] that we play this for keeps
'Cause this shit hurt don't mean to mom's in prayer
When in the midst of the Clair
Turnin' the on the need for prayer

When the bomb drop x-rays
Everybody fade it's the killin' day
Never will another try to play on killin' day
So if you want to around our way
You know where slayers play