Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz

"cos no matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

[lord

You like to taste the lead, well get face fed
After I'm done, you suck on pencils
Here comes the coroner with chalk for the of your body
As I walk over the shit and outta heart
Now talk shit and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full jacket
his cap once cos I know it's all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his catch the shakes (blast)
Just he die, i'ma look him in his eye
Ask the how he figure he was big enough to try
The g-to the o-to the d
I told ya couple times that the gods must be
But ya didn't listen, so now ya on a
To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya can't me
Now tell me is there anybody
Before I put my ak back on the
Cos I put in work job corps
Niggas talk shit and get and robbed for
Their by a knife or a gun
So ya see me comin, nigga, run

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

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Somebody's dead, a crowd formed
The cops ain't come yet, money's dead in the street
Somebody called his people and they come screamin
Six cryin wild cos money had a child
A good dick, couldn't even stand the .44
quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casket
And ol' aunt faith, her baby
My know the time so she wanna send me down to alabama
I gotta cousin, she's got some friends
She says they strictly fuckin, I could get away buckin
She tried to gas me up, I her sex is everywhere
And sex is but a word, it ain't shit I heard
Tell my I ain't leavin, my crew said to stay
My I'm believin so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the rule, that by the cruel
And my crew courtland ave. always say they'll set it off
And if I choose, who's somebody die
And if they don't die, they be able to walk
slugs in his back, he's talkin pussy talk
"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

[lord

Well hey muthaphuckaz, it's the with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now bedtime
I said I'm not the nigga to be out
I'll leave body layin out the sid, talk shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread who's fed the nonsense
Leave you red, my clip empty out his contents
Spill your guts when I fill ya up with the juice
nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my name loose
Some silly goose, we be down on the
He gets no cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, infect the
So I elect to come direct and disect some
My nigga the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you your fuckin trap cos you was who i's fuckin at
I got you suckin at the like a nipple
The only way your ass is goin home is as a

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And then I on niggas, came the absolute worst
Lost compassion for humans, and then up they moms
Ran and got the arms, under the mattress
My little man got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to work and I'll release the
My man a lot these days
I got the hash, plus my people raise me well
it to em x, and we'll take the weight
Run and get the mac from the ave. location
location, wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I don't that much
So have all the reefer and set up all the stock
And everybody's fuckin, yo money, she wasn't
You got mad, ya girl got videotape
So save the noise, niggas, cos I can't
"cos no matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"

"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"see I had to em" "punk muthaphucka"
"cos no matter who you are, still catchin bullets, god"
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