Luyện nghe bài hát Blood, New Version

Italiano
like Cus Damato
Guard your
low black milano
Blessed God feelin
One in the top of the
???
My is stuck in a holster
quick
Chasing my
a bum bitch rich
???
Heard she naked in jail

Black widow turned to be a seater
Satin pillows a in willow
Cookin my blow and low
Eye
The son of the
I gotta split my melon
So I can see the seeds of my circumference
Beaver it
Polishin at the gunsmith

My told me take cheddar
Buy or drugs whatever calculate better
cakes measured
Lock the front secure
See the gleaming white when its pure

Fuck the snake and jealous ass niggas
That smash Benz windows
Detecting niggas signals
Yo niggas get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time was acquitted to
Bloodshot red high
Yellow of la
Opening cigars let fly
Kicks matchin my my gun on
Thinkin of for my mans unborn
the Puerto Rican rum on imaginary graves
Put my hat on my
Latter Day Saints scream praise
Heat grazed the yo
Foul made a welfare mom crazy
More bodies by the razor yo
flow
Grisly for makin dough
Haitian bitch cast a spell on my for cash flow
So now its on wasted a slug
Time is
When it to mine
it in Blood