Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Me

(TALKIN)
Paul Wall turn the in ya teeth down
Will you please turn the bling down in ya
Nigga i left my shades in the car man could you please turn the bling in ya mouth

(CHORUS X2)
These niggas KILLIN ME that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some drama what finna be
talk all that shit you talk imma let tha burna talk
We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda

(Verse 1)
(Paul Wall)
You can catch me squeezin GLOCKS pullin triggas and evadin tha cops you dont wanna see me squarading the blocks so i suggest you that you vacade this spot these boys be swearin they hard but you dont want it with the clique i claim you talkin loud but you aint sayin a thang man speak into the mic man CLICK CLACK BANG BANG
You need to be panties cuz you packin pussy,
you better not push me, when Macboney the result is
you're be bloody, scabbed up and pussing.
talk is cheap I let my actions speak louder than your
words, first I bite, then I bark, your cool before I
calm nerves.
What you know about the I'm from? (nuttin)
You dunno about the I rep. (nope)
You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink your ship, your lips. Watch your steps be careful cuz you
stompin heavy on dangerous grounds, I got wind wit a
twelve rounds keep talkin down and get stomped down.
I don't play the radio and disrespect and to
rearrange your thoughts, the end result is your in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts.

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey as me
you gona see me in tha streets some what it's finna be
talk all that shit you wanna talk let tha burna talk
We tha you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Macboney)
I'm hotter than lava straight up the city
Wit somebody's mamma, how dey gonna kill me
when I'm ready for da drama? i ain't got nothin to
Imma blast all partners den dey ass gon den mash round the corner tryna crash my show, put a tag on ya toe.
Ya'll killas, ya'll just assholes with another hoe
nigga talkin trash like a hoe, fag gotta go.
Let my trap niggas run up, him to da floor
let me punch him tha ring, get the gators in his throat
Should I let him live? If I gotta ask, no.
Hangin up his squad that's for dem to consume.
I take no stuff, unless it's yo girl wit her legs
straight up when I bust verse you [unknown..] spittin
booze out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you
what you and you loose, time-up, put yo brains on
dust cuz you layin on the dust, you were bad but
that rife hangin up fight like a man but yo ass ain't
tough, just a big fat chump. Nigga show em the part
dey be walkin on wheels, come past for me, I'm for
ya any day nigga, when ya Fuckin with TIP, ask him
how we done it, was back in the day.
Now we got banana clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody sayin nothin, AKs so cunnin,
never see me comin, just a bunch of people runnin.
niggas want it!

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey as me
you gona see me in tha streets drama what it's finna be
talk all that you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk
We tha ones you heard we show you what dat murda bout