Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no! murder, murder, murder...
Busting at niggaz who claim to be hard
Murder, murder, murder...

Come and dat nigga daz and act rude
Coming through, murdering who claim to be hard
Pulling motherfucker's cords
Me, we're back for you to say that
Prepare for battle, load the narrator pay back
Knowing where you motherfuckers rest and at
I'm in long beach, where the hang at
Don't want more static, or panic, we're packing
And asking for shit, nigga, 'cause blasting
See, we're the gang, kicking just to
Bang on niggaz for a living, busting upon the corners
We on 'em just for twelve
Money, dope, cars and bitches, to richer

(2x):
Oh no, niggaz just wanna get tonight
on you, the way I feel tonight
Niggaz better you guns

Glocks are popping off turbo
Step into my circle, my is out to serve yo shit
Money busters lyrically in
About to a (? ? ? ), the east side coast and
I'm the one they to hate with a passion
I packs a blue steel, filled skilled raps, blast it
Mc's get dealt with, my my third partner
Heat seeking a missile when I drop ya
is proper, my execution-style of rapping
I'm packing a rap while you say "why, what's "
My mind is going deep, like money mister, all
You couldn't see me a crystal ball, y'all
It's critical, I'm of a masterplan
Come out with your shit man, I'm broke, feeling critical
Listen, on a dirt mission
Creeping to the night, beating tight,

(2x)

Watch out, I come
Battling motherfuckers the break of dawn
Homeboy, ring the
It's d-a to the z, dropping the
And every that I know in californ-i-a
Dat nigga daz come out and play
on niggaz with an ak
So any given day you want
Come and get some, you don't none

Why do we
Why do we bang for a we just don't know
Now time to serve y'all bitches ass niggaz on an open platter
Yeah,

Fool, what nigga, you that got your ass laying down?

Tray
You see, I take the ultimatum, disregard the
I'm hard to outrun, and be outdone
I hate fake take away
I come up the slums and I run, motherfuckers
No other the gang, it's the slang and prosper
And bang us mobsters, while oscars
While most niggaz froze, they their coast
They be home and broke, 'cause been known to choke
Like malone, be gone when the come
But i'ma stay off one, liable to off some
Ammunition, I handle one on one
Niggaz, come on, come and get (? ? ? ) done
I'm the cannibal, the lector of rap
A steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax
We're the gang, and mashing, blast to maintain
We're the kings in the game, and ain't to change

(2x)

Oh no...