Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free mind
I the East side, no peace
the police
We tell you to the deceased at least
A grown man you something that he believe
Practice to deceive, no more up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, bitch
Why you talkin
Better bitch.
Before dome get hit.
This shit is deeper than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and phased, kick it
Everybody else real talkin something.
you thought you heard bitch,
Can it, your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the with abrasions.
of the contamination of Mind State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin it's when I awake.
Mama I'm a play on play serial killa
Fruitloop biting my mind Godzilla
We like catipillas in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the industry elastic
So fantastic, like the Newport that I smoke.
Hit the till I choke
I brag and I boast about
Death, dying, and fuckin
So that he's saying something.
be heard I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashin be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a
Leavin you hangin in the
Standin in some shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the
Second hand smoke you breath.
Remember what I you always believe.
You on the Monoxide Child and wild.
Travel the on nine cloud screaming loud.

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

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

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

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

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