Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free mind
I represent the East side, no
Fuck the
We tell you to the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you something he believe
Practice to deceive, no tricks up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, chuck
Why you shit?
Better bitch.
your dome get hit.
This shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
Everybody else real talkin something.
What you you heard bitch,
Can it, cause frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the of Mind State.
in a dream, hopin it's gone when I awake.
Mama think I'm a play on play serial
Fruitloop biting my mind like
We like catipillas in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the like elastic
So fantastic, like the Newport that I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka till I
I brag and I boast nothin
Death, dying, and hoes
So understand that saying something.
Never be I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashin heads be my for rhyme
I'm on time a motherfucka
Leavin you in the forest
in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the
Second hand smoke you breath.
Remember what I you always believe.
You on the Monoxide Child and wild.
the world on nine cloud screaming loud.

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

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

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

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

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