Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam

Before we get into this Killa
start this shit off with my man 40 Cal

Who am I? 40 Cal.
Gat to your back, get motherfucker
Clown
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

Let me try to
I shoot his truck up to drive him insane
Give his the new name, the firing range
When we see you yell and aim

'Cause when I them thangs it's like
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
I watch who wit me, watch who pretty
Drop two fitty on a hot new

But when it come to drops say he cop too many like,
(You will be what are we gonna do now)
Down with Cal
(They make in brown)

Nah, I just shitted on you, even lovin' my style
I'm a role model, I make the hustlers
I make the smile
(You will be what are we gonna do now)

Catch me in them with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it Vivica or somebody similar
Comin' down the the suspense is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be what are we gonna do now)

Cal, we see him we leavin'
He schemin', he be
he kill people, we believe him
Oh shit he's
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)

Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa, Killa, Killa,

Dial Killa for murda once, no
see child, the O G style and how I used to be wild
This the story of Cam'ron and Zeke one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you there

Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a years
Did the interstate, big cities, tiny
Took niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
hoods, pretty thugs, but we grimy dun

Cars, cribs, money, had to me some
right behind me dun, dun, he play by all the rules
That's why the house is his, the cars, all the
niggaz all are fools, your regular married with children

Dawg, to five, office, pool
live that life, I needa loft and pool
I had too much class, I report to school
If report to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often
Fuckin' wit this wolf, this should be to you
Ya money don't matter, you can't afford to do
Is fuck wit me dawg, could be affordable

ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, TV's are
Fiends on line, coke lines, come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox I'm cocked
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)

I was forced to eat, you lost I keep
Shot the fifth, and then like a Piston, toss the
Now the corner, up the block, cross the street
Up fifty flights, right where the meet

And the Porsche is peach, felt like Boston
Left Boston Market, did on Boston Beach
Now, I bought the beach, all they applaud my speech
One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he his teeth and it's

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
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Who far a star but they car is Gallardo?
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