Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

You don't have very many
You can, get with the or you die
The

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the

I'm on SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill
Think I won't get Well nigga, I will
Ain't to talk 'bout, get the tape and the chalk out
When I the strap out, I might go the mac route

Leave your car door and your windows all out
I enemies to memories, remember me?
The got my eyes glassy, niggaz try to blast me
the .38, them stray shells flew past me

I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, ask me
I'm fin' to have yo' ass on the stand B
Sold three to tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't me

fuck 50, I stay in the drama
He love her, I fuck her, she's his mama
She a freak, she give me the
nigga try to front, I'll give him the llama, yeah

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger

Yeah, uh
Everythin was motion, but I think I got the potion
Cause now they overdosin all my doors are back, open
In my Cadillac, totin, nigga play me I'll smoke him
Murder one one, three-fours where I'm from, son

I don't need a gimmick, I'm the nigga in it
Get it or twist it, I could promise you a visit
a midget, I'm taller than that nigga playin ball and
Meanin everybody know me when I'm walkin through the and

I get hot in the mornin and right before I'm
I on it since a young'n, I'm comin and here's your warnin nigga
Don't be snorin, bein on point is
Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the chalk and, yeah

Call me what you want nigga but you call me broke
Call me crack, me coke, call me uncut dope
See my oh-eight gas burnin and my eighty-somethin
Time's over for you niggaz, red line on throat, terminated

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, with the banger

Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Which gangsta want it? What? Which rapper it? What?
Which trapper want it? My is haunted

And I'm gone, the Feds wanna bug me and me
I'm the Gingerbread Man, boys can't catch me
Two-oh-nine, M-6 stuck in the
BM got a new friend, they got a facelift

Yeah, I treat like cars, I drove 'em out
keep a nice trey-pound from when the wolves is out
Horses, Cavalies with a real-life on
I kick game like and Beckham, c'mon

I got hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh yeah
From baggin up with my Bankhead, bitch
Every day is Christ', I like Santa bitch
I'm a scrambler bitch, the can't stand this shit

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., On Sight
one in the chamber, walk with the banger