Luyện nghe bài hát Regime Killers 2001

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I got some killers on the payroll, and know
When it's time to business, nigga, lay low

[ Bossi ]
to double, still in the struggle, stuck to my hustle
We all fight like maniacs with broke knuckles
It's mo' trouble cause now we seein you
Paint a vivid-ass picture, spittin the scriptures
Nigga, I'm Bossi, done turned to cash fiend
I pop codeine and drink gasoline
What what, I'm too for y'all
with dragons till I fall, givin dick to y'all
In this pitfall I'm on the grind for
My people choose a life of crime, pistol-pushin with
On the payroll, the pressure when we say so
My turn wacko, shoot through your backdo'
My real, seen a man die slow
And I can't sleep, sweatin bullets fo' sho'
So don't push me, is one tough cookie
My team Regime, pumpin them shots out a

[ Mad Max ]
Who down to rock with the murder of a cop killer
Drop niggas, spillin they brains, rollin with hot
Rot with a club to your for tryin to rock with us
up, get razorblade-cut for fuckin with us
Regime superiors, Max Ju spit rhymes, strip mine
Rippin your shit imperial, kill material
My whole crew ain't fearin ya, Mad Max the High
I got real killer muthafuckas behind me
And I be on top of things
With the I'm too clean, make it a murder scene
Glocks and beam, niggas ain't never heard of me
Burnin em to the third degree, leavin niggas in the
Wait for recoupin, still choosin your brain,
The recruited real niggas for thug music
So peep and next time you speak my name
Be prepared for incoming from the of the flame

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[ Tech ]
Regime Killer number one, I'm back up in this bitch Yukmeez
On the so I spray those foes, make you get on your knees
For the pesos Tech N9na ???? great with these
You stay yellin you'se a merely killer for the cheese, please
sick, he tryin to fuck, so off with his dick
Can't floss and he blitzed, in his lips
Tossin his dick in a box of chocolates and in his ship
Talk to his bitch and whisper (he loved you) to kiss
(He bows down) You get ???? N9ne
(We now) You wanna rewind mine, I'm prime time
Qwest tryin to hold a nigga back
So I ???? Saafir and tellin me ???? get his shit
Off with their heads, let hang high
in their beds, let it ???? die
Tech Neen, I'm a for strings by Mike Dean
For the green I spleens, then I scream "Regime!"

[ LQ ]
Let's take a out-of-town trip with a crips
With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand
No 50 can come to Cali and rob nobody
Cause gees catch and send his ass back a body
Young guns'll lay ya down who you are
Shit, we a livin out of extortin you stars
Robbin you for your jewelry, you out your cars
a plague, I rob before I beg
But you expect me to score, times are hard
You're broke but scared to steal and break a law
You not worry 'bout me, I live it raw
A hustler with a cause, flippin paper, gotta
I had to crawl before I walked but now I'm tall on em
Lookin down on em, 'bout to my balls on em
time for platinum minin, military grindin
Right when these suckers ???? start

[ Matic ]
Yuk me on part 2
Regime Brick City niggas mobbin when we through
Nigga, the Governor got it sowed up, spots get up
Funk Doc, Don, yo, them niggas even showed up
As I rolled up, the Glock get load up
For the hold-up, the new we fold up
Confiscate drugs, niggas' mouths get up
Kids get draped up and bitch up-slapped the up
Then I up all clothes, jewels and paper
You got 'cash money', but you don't run the safe, ha?
Nigga, don't play dumb, I'm steady gettin from those that hold up
Used to weed tea, now my shit robust
Now hold up, car up
It was 12 Outsidaz in a Toyota
We splatter over crack cocaine
In the court we still came to pay Judge Mills
Nigga, it's not a
My uzi weighs a ton, 'll you undressin
Like you was strippin down on
Killers on the payroll, stay swoll
Hearts stay cold, why we's on payroll

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Regime Life,
Thug
Regime
Thug
Life, nigga

[ ]
Now where them toy soldiers at? There they go, chea
Get them bitches, kill them niggas, there they go, it
Where them toy soldiers at? they go, right chea
Keep them bitches, kill them niggas, there go, watch it
Get bitin-ass rapper, wanna-be actor
Fake non-playin Basketball nigga got dropped from the Raptors
I spit in your face and ya, boy
a .38 kidnap ya, boy
Ductape and ya, boy
???? and ya, boy
and trash ya, boy
Mash ya, boy, I hate P like Pastor Troy
Shame on that for tryin to steal a name from a nigga
Ice Cream Man put flames to a
I figured by now that nigga done been broke off some scrilla for stealin shit
But then I'm killin that bitch
All you got is Snoop Dogg and Mystikal in click
And all other muthafuckas are like Mystikal-in your click
You're still in this shit, "Fuck Yuk, I feelin his shit'
But you too, you fell off and I'm still in this bitch
Willing to rip the head off a villain that's sick
My raps burn like ghonorrhea, need to spit
The Thug Lord, Ayatollah, the flame
Rappers tired in the game, make em retire
Fuck gold, fuck platinum, nigga, I did that
In '95 and '96, so you did ain't shit
Niggas go triple platinum, nigga, do amazin shit
Some eyebrow-risin shit and hatin, ya bitch
How the fuck you a mack when you beat hoes?
At videos give a bad-ass a bloody nose
Nigga, the studio in I put you on in '84
You was a in dirty-ass clothes with dopefiend flows
Broke muthafucka out livin on row
Nigga, you from L.A., you ain't from the Big O
This year them niggas gon' get theirs
You swingin from my balls, why you down smell my dick hairs
Ya
And Dru Down, the real Mack of the Year, ya nigga
that, huh

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Life, nigga
Ya bitch!