Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Caller

[ 1: mc ren ]
Niggas in the lookin at me crazy
Tellin like they wanna fuck my old lady
fuckin shit every day at 8 o'clock
Nigga, start my day off off the cock
I throw the khakis on, with the
Never knowin a nigga might hit the dirt
I'm thinkin, how in the fuck can I get high
Mix the blunt some muthafuckin malt liquor
These niggas that I love, I don't em, but I stay close to em
In case I do em
We from the same set, but that don't shit no mo'
I be premeditatin the .44 (.44)
My hoe be tellin a nigga to they caps back
Cause I know where niggas hide they shit at
be on my mind, return a shot call
Broke as fuck, it's about to get hot,

[ big rocc ]
starvin while you're home with the mills
Niggas killin while you're doin dope
Out flossin, throwin 100 $
to set yo ass up for the kill
Death of a caller, who can you trust?
It might be your 1 nigga that bust
A cap, he's the next one to take
Smoke him and his in his backyard

[ 2: mc ren ]
A nigga's sittin on the
that nigga come bumpin with the suburb
Got my niggas on point, niggas he be fuckin hoes with
And up the blunts when he wanna get lit
Homie, when that nigga put the mutahfucka in
That's the signal, nigga, pump 3 in his heart
Don't feel shit, it's real shit, he a bitch
Niggas in the hood bad while he gettin rich
Off this shit we be killin fo'
Can't make a move less muthafucka say so
Nigga, that, I'm runnin this shit
I'ma him in his eyes when his punk-ass gettin hit
But if you miss, nigga, i'ma you
if he get away, muthafucka, then we all through
3 shots, nigga, add 2
And what the fuck you gotta do
Kill the shot

Man, you know we been smokin for this muthafucka
This nigga ain't us shit, man
(I know, dog)
Hold up, up, hold up, dog
Man, gimme the gat, I -
Hey nigga, you got my money?
Nigga, yo money, nigga
No nigga, you
( )
Oh shit, oh shit...
Damn!

[ verse 3: tha ]
These o.g.'s got me twisted like
Got me heated and hot, and all I'm is killin ya
Peelin ya cap back, like starter,
I'm comin to get you niggas off my block, so I pack a
Glock with big slugs, and you know I buck no
you know a nigga steelo, how I did them fools a week ago
One week passed, I'm you wanna wet us
When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, puttin on the jetters
What the these niggas tryin to bust on me?
So I'm cockin up the can and ready to them do some gas
And do some flippin, and all
Cause niggas out here shot call, get ass jacked
And the main fact, big payback for you punk muthafucks
the crew, it's mandatory that I buck
Ass down comptown, mr. shot caller
Gonna be a fast if he ain't a fast talker
Fast walker, or better yet be a fast runner
Chill on the with the cannon, finna gun ya
9 to the gut like "nigga, what? "
This ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the muthafuckin caller

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