Luyện nghe bài hát Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

"Cos no who you are, you're still catchin bullets, god"

Jamar]

You like to taste the lead, well get face fed
After I'm done, you rather on pencils
Here the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I walk the shit and spit outta heart
Now brothers talk and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em a full metal jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know all it takes
the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (BLAST)
Just before he die, look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big to try
the muthaphuckin G-to the the D
I told ya couple times that the Gods be crazy
but ya didn't listen, so now ya on a
to get an autopsy, a raw C-O, ya stops me
Now tell me is anybody else
before I put my AK back on the
Cos I put in like Job Corps
Niggas shit and get jerked and robbed for
their life by a 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 catchin bullets, god"

X]

Somebody's dead, a whole formed
The cops even come yet, Money's dead in the street
Somebody called his people and they downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin wild cos had a child
A dick, couldn't even stand the .44 lick
Dead quick, the funeral is closed-casket
And ol' Aunt Faith, her fingerpaints
My know the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama
I gotta cousin, says she's got 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 shit I ain't heard
Tell my Moms I ain't leavin, my said to stay
My crew I'm believin so it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, live by the cruel
and my crew from Ave. always say they'll set it off
And if I choose, who's somebody die
and if don't die, they won't be able to walk
Pump slugs in his back, he's pussy talk
"Cos no who you are, you're 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"

[Lord

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

X]

And then I peed on niggas, came the worst
Lost compassion for humans, and then up they moms
Ran and got the arms, from the mattress
My man Satan got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to and I'll release the swarm
My man mean a lot these
I got the hash, plus my people raise me well
Bring it to em X, and we'll take the
Run and get the Mac from the Park Ave.
Bronx location, wit a bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I play that much
So I'll all the reefer and set up all the stock
And fuckin, yo Money, she wasn't great
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, you're catchin bullets, god"
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