Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I the East side, no peace
the police
We tell you to increase the at least
A grown man tellin you that he believe
Practice to deceive, no more up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, bitch
Why you shit?
duck bitch.
Before your get hit.
shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and phased, kick it
Everybody else real talkin something.
What you you heard bitch,
Can it, cause frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin' you in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the contamination of State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin gone when I awake.
Mama think I'm a play on play serial
Fruitloop biting my like Godzilla
We like catipillas in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the industry like
So fantastic, like the Newport that I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka till I
I brag and I boast nothin
Death, dying, and fuckin
So that he's saying something.
Never be I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashin be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time a motherfucka
you hangin in the forest
Standin in some comfortable shifts Chuck Norris
the chorus
Second hand when you breath.
Remember what I you always believe.
You relieve on the Monoxide and wild.
the world on nine cloud screaming loud.

Free mind
Breath it in second hand
Free your
Breath it in second hand

You phony wanna shut me down
plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the handle Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ohms or they dead blown
If they aren't turn motherfucka up and mash on
As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast
Growin at a fast made my heart race.
Lookin death in the and I don't even shudder.
If my starts cheatin motherfuck her, bitch
I'm out my
Seen weed, and wealth
So take hopes and dreams,
And put that back on the shelf
Cause we in a ride far from stolen
lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and
Takin curbs ease, blowin trees, lookin Chinese
Hopin that the ain't tailin me.
to violate the glass house
Nigga the blunt before you pass out
now it's on, pushin hubcaps
Patrollin the hood, so that.
Heard the and the shit is all wack
Plannin the attack, we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, cause probably all right.
Outta sight like weapons and drug trades
Barricading your door for the
And in the shade is a sawed off pump
Lookin for mothafuckas who jump.
I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turnin to sand

Free your
it in second hand smoke
Free your
Breath it in hand smoke

from head trauma
You can't even see the
I get the from marijuana
At I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely out fuck that show
Cigarettes, smoke I love the smell
Player me cause I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it ain't for
I live to sever so melancholy
is just a folly and I'm out

Free your
Breath it in second smoke (what, what)
Free mind
it in second hand smoke
Free your
Breath it in second hand (what)
Free mind
Breath it in hand smoke
Free mind
Breath it in hand smoke
Second hand smoke, second smoke, What
your mind
Breath it in second hand (yeah)
your mind
Breath it in hand smoke (right)
Free mind
it in