Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I represent the side, no peace
Fuck the
We you to increase the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you something that he
Practice to deceive, no tricks up my sleeve
What the bitch, chuck bitch
Why you shit?
Better bitch.
Before your get hit.
This shit is Twiztid deeper than Old French braid.
Stickier jam and jelly phased, kick it
Everybody else talkin bout something.
you thought you heard bitch,
Can it, your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin' you in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the of Mind State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin it's gone I awake.
Mama think I'm a play on play killa
Fruitloop my mind like Godzilla
We survive like in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the industry like
So fantastic, like the Newport that I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka I choke
I and I boast about nothin
Death, dying, and hoes
So that he's saying something.
Never be heard I'm underground with the dirt and
Smashin be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time a motherfucka
Leavin you in the forest
Standin in some comfortable shifts like Norris
Check the
hand smoke when you breath.
Remember what I told you believe.
You relieve on the Monoxide and wild.
the world on nine cloud screaming loud.

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

You phony bitches wanna shut me
plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the individual Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or they blown
If they turn this motherfucka up and mash on
As we off bitch ass niggas at fast rates
Growin at a fast pace made my race.
Lookin in the face and I don't even shudder.
If my woman starts cheatin her, bitch
I'm out my
weed, fame and wealth
So take your and dreams,
And put that shit back on the
Cause we rollin in a ride far from
Cigarette lighters, windows, wood grade motors and
curbs with ease, blowin trees, lookin Chinese
Hopin that the cops ain't 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 dark at
Believe the rumors, cause probably all right.
Outta sight concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricading your for the raid
And in the shade is a sawed off pump
for mothafuckas who wanna jump.
Cause I got 13 in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger suckers to sand

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

Distraught from trauma
You even see the drama
I get the persona marijuana
At night I lay stressed with no to go
All by my screamin out fuck that show
Cigarettes, smoke I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in
Cause it for everybody
I live to sever bodies so
is just a folly and I'm out

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