Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz

"cos no matter who you are, you're still bullets, god"

[lord

You like to taste the lead, well get your fed
I'm done, you rather suck on pencils
Here comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of body
As I walk over the and spit outta heart
Now brothers talk shit and back it
That's why I had to fit em a full metal jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know it's all it
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body the shakes (blast)
Just he die, i'ma look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
The muthaphuckin 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 anybody else
Before I put my ak back on the
Cos I put in work like job
Niggas talk shit and get jerked and for
life 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, still catchin bullets, god"

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

[lord

hey muthaphuckaz, it's the dread with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils, now it's
I said I'm not the nigga to be out
I'll leave your body out the sid, talk shit and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread who's fed with the
Leave you red, where my clip out his contents
Spill your guts when I fill ya up the flame juice
Niggas' nuts, I had to em up and use my name loose
silly goose, we be down on the subway
He no love cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin, the masses
So I elect to come direct and disect asses
My passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your fuckin trap cos you was who i's 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 peed on niggas, came the absolute
Lost for humans, and then smack up they moms
Ran and got the arms, under the mattress
My little man satan got somethin in his
Let me get to work and I'll release the
My man mean a lot days
I got the hash, cash my people raise me well
Bring it to em x, and we'll the weight
Run and get the mac the park ave. location
location, wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it and I don't play that much
So I'll have all the and set up all the stock
And fuckin, yo money, she wasn't great
You just got mad, ya girl got
So the noise, niggas, cos I can't hear
"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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