Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I represent the side, no peace
Fuck the
We tell you to the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you that he believe
Practice to deceive, no more up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, chuck
Why you talkin
Better bitch.
Before your get hit.
This is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
Everybody else real bout something.
What you thought you bitch,
Can it, your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the of Mind State.
Sleep in a dream, it's gone when I awake.
Mama think I'm a play on play killa
Fruitloop biting my mind like
We survive like catipillas in and caskets
Stretch the industry elastic
So fantastic, the Newport cigarette that I smoke.
Hit the till I choke
I brag and I about nothin
Death, dying, and hoes
So understand that saying something.
Never be heard I'm with the dirt and grime
Smashin heads be my for rhyme
I'm on like a motherfucka
Leavin you in the forest
Standin in some comfortable like Chuck Norris
Check the
hand smoke when you breath.
Remember I told you always believe.
You relieve on the Monoxide and wild.
Travel the world on nine screaming loud.

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

You bitches wanna shut me down
plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the handle Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ain't or they dead blown
If aren't turn this motherfucka up and mash on
As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast
Growin at a pace made my heart race.
Lookin in the face and I don't even shudder.
If my woman starts motherfuck her, bitch
I'm out my
Seen weed, fame and
So take hopes and dreams,
And put that shit on the shelf
Cause we rollin in a far from stolen
Cigarette lighters, windows, wood grade motors and
Takin curbs with ease, blowin trees, lookin
that the cops ain't tailin me.
Tryin to violate the glass
Nigga pass the before you pass out
now it's on, pushin hubcaps
Patrollin the hood, so that.
Heard the shit and the shit is all
the attack, cause we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, they probably all right.
Outta sight like concealed and drug trades
Barricading your for the raid
And in the shade is a off double-barreled pump
Lookin for mothafuckas who jump.
Cause I got 13 in my pocket I'm a mad man
My finger turnin suckers to sand

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

Distraught from head
You even see the drama
I get the persona marijuana
At night I lay stressed no place to go
All by my lonely out fuck that show
Cigarettes, blunt I love the smell
Player hate me I smoke, burn in hell
it ain't for everybody
I live to sever so melancholy
Suicide is just a and I'm out

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