Luyện nghe bài hát T.O.S.

You don't have many options
You can, get with the or you die
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T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got nine, I got mine

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

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

Leave your car door and your windows all out
I turn to memories, remember me?
The Hennessy got my glassy, niggaz try to blast me
With the .38, 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 to muh'fuckers tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood stand me

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

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
Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger

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

I don't need a gimmick, I'm the sickest in it
Get it upside-down or twist it, I could you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga playin and
Meanin everybody know me when I'm through the mall and

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

Call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, call me dope
See my oh-eight gas and my eighty-somethin rope
Time's for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, with the banger