Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Me

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

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

(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 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 BANG
You to be wearin panties cuz you packin pussy,
you better not push me, when Macboney unload the is
you're be bloody, scabbed up and pussing.
Your talk is cheap I let my actions speak louder your
words, first I bite, then I bark, keep cool before I
your nerves.
What you know the place I'm from? (nuttin)
You dunno the hood I rep. (nope)
You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink your ship, rearrange your lips. Watch your steps be cuz you
stompin heavy on grounds, I got wind wit a full
twelve rounds talkin down and you'll get stomped down.
I don't the radio and disrespect and attempt to
rearrange your thoughts, the end is your brains in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts.

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

(Macboney)
I'm hotter lava straight up from the city
Wit somebody's baby mamma, how dey gonna me
when I'm ready for da drama? i ain't got nothin to
Imma blast all partners den dey ass gon wonder den mash round the corner tryna 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, knock him to da
let me punch him tha ring, get the gators in his throat
I let him live? If I gotta ask, hell no.
Hangin hard up his that's for dem to consume.
I don't take no stuff, unless yo girl wit her legs
straight up when I bust verse you [unknown..] spittin
out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you finish
what you started and you loose, time-up, put yo on
dust cuz you layin on the dust, you were bad but
that rife hangin up come fight like a man but yo ass
tough, just a big fat chump. Nigga show em the where
dey be on wheels, come past for me, I'm waitin for
ya any day nigga, when ya comin? Fuckin TIP, ask him
how we done it, was back in the day.
Now we got more clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody sayin nothin, AKs so cunnin,
never see me comin, just a bunch of runnin. Ya'll
don't want it!

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