Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

1:

Never duck another fucker repeat it
Never duck another mother
better delete it
put the cerebellum in mode
For real a foe can get
what a gorilla know
Killa fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo pain your pitiful game,
is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo let it rain
with a aim
Nigga for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed a lot to us
Buck instead I'm for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga like he was a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get ride on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And different And I it
when I said it you that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you don't get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if your like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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They bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a mother fucker
see ya
Bleed the chest no need
A fun day caper a Sunday
So I can read the I can dig it you can dig it
Put a in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of
a nigga if you steppin to me
You never benefit
Nigga if I start it Imma it
Run up on a fucka
while he fuckin' a
Put a bullet in her while she suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby irrelevant
You got it yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
pain 2 everyone in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother shame
we carry
If you don't you're insane or dumb
Teccanina's too (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a nigga
A mother fuckin' will spit
around with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step
Put us up against mother fuckers
and we thru it
a nigga buck a nigga
if he think he's a
Meant I when I said it you that
(hell mother yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' a enemy, bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we jus,

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might result in you some
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3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot will done
wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna but they know
I'm too fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in
When I explode aint nuttin
but remains for who are froze
For fuckin' wit a insane
Mentally minded mad mother mad man
is out to
Sinkin' punks like quick
droppin' and
Any punk bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get up
There it is you little made
nigga runnin'
When I'm playin' with the
of an uzi a twelve
Really don't matter many die
When the shot gun
From 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't fuck me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and shit
ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if your like a enemy bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we breathe

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come bets to fight fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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