Luyện nghe bài hát Where Da Killaz Hang

I represent them killaz hang

(Lord Infamous)
The I'm chokin'
The get broken
The are open
The killas is
The is smokin'
This blood it be
The
The
The Snizote I'm
We up in the
My victim in
They try to get
Got off the planet
They don't it
can't stand it
That's how I it
Fuck you
My
Ready for
tragic
Have you in
Way my mind be
Got me gotta have it
want to approach Lord Infamous
But I am loco I will
Your off your shoulders

(Project Pat)
Mister murderer
Niggas some charges
You mothafuckas
We finish what you started
Yo heart is a set
Bitch you ah have a gat
a nigga
With that
nigga Project Pat
I'm like the Kamakaze souldier on a killin' spree
Once we get it dog
You gonna to murder me
Who I be
I'm in the bushes layin'
us to the ground
Ghetto
Off blood you shall drown

(Koopsta Knicca)
Too dim not
Now the koopstas off the
Only G's close to me
my (?)
People sayin'
Tryin' to take me as a
But this pimp shit
Can't go I all of you hoes
Loadin' up my
fuckin' wit my patience
Runnin' my visitations
Just the coo fool can ya me
Claim to be my
ya takin' a second look
I it's on then
Big bizness
No on my book
Manne shit is hectic
So I'm up to god
Me and my partna booga
a rapper down with bars
Party sells 17's I dwell
pastrys on my shelf
I'm as if I'm in hell
Yea soon I be
Pale if it's swell
Triple platinum the (?)
Deja Vu when I left
Oh me isn't a binitch
Please me for my frenech
But you all these lyrics
If ya me then ya feel me

(Crunchy Black)
In the hood I dwell
And I real well
For you hatin' ass bitches
you might as well burn in hell
When you the aroma
>From them blunts I hit corners
Don't you
you dodge
Cause it's only be
Murder on my mind
Leavin' in the pass
When you drop that fuckin'
I bet'cha I kill yo ass
Nigga pop the glock
In a fuckin' box
you try to call the fuckin' cop
Cause a nigga ain't stop

(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', and chill
Lettin' you so calleds the deal
tips yo ass gonna feel
Roll yo bitch and you real
Fuckin' the click, the crew, the clan
You recognize
G's swangin' out trees
you stankin' with the flies
Cries comin' up out yo
But they muffled by the
I pull the trigga back
You enter the zone
killas
Always stayin' strapped with them
Pat
Memphis,
Where them hang