Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot One Kill

(Verse 1: Dogg)
Guess who's back, it a fuckin' question
They know the name 'bout the presence of a livin'
Fuck you heard it's murda, murda, you gon' need protection
Some blinded, couldn't see, so look for me to come and give direction
Who hold the crown, it no conversation
(?) unless you homage, remain the hottest
Niggas can't stop us, that's being honest
And makin' hits, I never had much in that department
Don't get me started, don't me to the newest, nigga
For everyone of you, there's a more and I watch them comin' home
My track ain't coincidental
And these verses is like hearses consistently killin' all with
Tell me, fu*kwhat would do without me?!
Kill yourself or even think of something crazy me
I'm I leave your fuckin' champ, now watch me rope a dope
Just watch him choke, cause I drop is dope
Now watch 'em all go up in

(Hook: Jon Connor)
I came here to hell, I can't lie
One shot, one kill, real, I ain't hidin'
You on't one shot if you ain't ready to die
And get it fucked up, I got shooters for hire
you don't want it, I have you like aye aye
Better the fu*kup, over guns so I try
Now that weak will never slide, I despise
You are now not in the of nice guys

(Verse 2: Jon Connor)
Look, what the fuck, I was just in the cut
And no beginners, only run amok, you runners up
You funny fu*klike twenty bucks, I know your will let me fuck
I told my city "Hold me down", now how high they hold me up
I'm Kobe clutch, I hold my nuts I was old enough to cuss
Was kissin' bitches after lunch, now that's a rush
Still in highschool, I was fuckin' niggas on the hush
So no questions, it's no panties in a must
the peoples rapper, I ain't no rapper
I'm the rapture on the mornin'
You lackin' passion, you ain't bad, you just a wack
I can't relax cause I feel the magic smashin', Braxton
Where your sisters at? get it crackin'
Look, I was young, I was
Had no hope, so I wrote, how I cope
I went with no results
New approach, truth
get ready, aim, shoot,then get bing, bang, woof
So better bring troops because...

(Hook: Jon Connor)
I came to raise hell, I can't lie
One shot, one kill, real, I ain't hidin'
You on't shoot one shot if you ready to die
And get it fucked up, I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it, I have you aye aye
Better back the fu*kup, over so I try
I had weak shit, we'll never slide, I
You are now not in the of nice guys

(Outro: Jon Connor)
fuckin' murder, baby
I'm hurt 'em, baby
I know you me, baby
Feel I'm goin' crazy
It's fuckin' murder,
Run, run, run, the cops got me
Another tear drop, another body
Uh, uh, uh, fuckin' body
Uh, uh, uh, another
Uh, uh, uh, body
Uh, uh, uh, another
Uh, uh, uh, another fuckin' body,