Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Souls

This is how we do
We goin' do right
Word, is bond
Know I'm sayin'
This is la wid the
Know what I'm
You how we do
up, yo
Let dark pass no
>from the
get your 4 pound god
Let's
Yo, yo, yo

1: la

I run up on rap like boo smith on a
Put my patch down cause a crack
I'm trapped, in a hole filled with guns and
Three-headers, better 5% and thugs
tight like o.j. gloves
Niggas state to take a bug
'cause I burn niggaz who will hide slugs
It's the that got me caught,
In this dead train of
We stepped the theft law from the bronx new york
Holding a pitchfork for
Eyes on beam, 13
Cooking up coke, as dope fiends
Now realise my anger as I craft my
With no parental vision a fucking head-banger
Who's in change a, you dis this judge you get
Disrespect you get slapped with a guiness
Kid spin it, baby I'm just choking 'em
My hits the town like 300 pounds of opium
What, turbulence which is first defence
Scripts stay scrapped to kill an action-packed
plants, I payed the cost in a loft
Now candy topping niggas and buttered soft
As the

Verse 2:

for the killin' shield
Sight you lose to
man and my desert ? ? ?
Then I to the us, and then,
The battle you had me screw-finched hologrammed
You can it to death
Talk you scot
Einstein mind
2 and 4 eyes
man x,
I'm known when I'm off my
on my waist pull then I'll scorch your face
I'm like a killer
Born for strangling
pull figures
Receive and rob the spot like
Settle cap ? ? ?
I'm coming at you
Forfeit the can't win wit' no .22
Get nuke and henny 80 proof
In the hood, never sipping I'm drinking my jewel
Dance to my ritual, lower you into my
Bitch avon
Missing me ? on the rap
I'll buck, you frontin' wit out that gk stuff
Gang for schools that's why your whole shit gets laced up
the mic as my staff
I my witchcraft with full blast
Buddah cut, shot screw cats

3: la

When I'm
Rip shit up kid I'm busted
On any demon puffing can't be trusted
Lustic lyrical blunts be mud
Darkman the king, on my throne of blood
Lynch men, verbal henchmen, kickin' door in
Blastin', rip, flippin' your shit, your organs
darkness, lies trap a constant rip juggler
Snake dedicated undercover smuggler
As I cut you
I slice your brain right the mic
Vivid literature pictures shine four nine lights
Time in space, grab your head-bands,
me chester so I had to let
Them rappers I wake on 'em break
I hold crack like ass
Lick shots the techs then jet through the wet grass
Bubble like a bass,
Darkman instancy, canibus living
in the caribbean sea
Through your history the dark will make you ears beam
Talking 'bout hitting rap then sit back and hit your
La can walk through stand straight up in fire
Look at your look at my eyes pussy
And tell me who's
empire guard you now like a gun
Loading wid nine rich niggas and I'm bound to be the one

Verse 4:

Read my
Got the far eye see shot
Detonator blowin' up city
Wid' a large
six clocks
That's high killers on each corner
Wid guns ready for
Six sense indian head
Yo my peso got royals that screw
Operation statement my technique be an experiment
For my alliance I catch of ten lions
you trying tasting this sawed off iron
Adjustable punk fashion out your whole batch
My plan to wrap this town like
All I need is and a few good men
Shotti, stay like scarface wid a key to shoot
get me, my fingers dipsy,
Who's whippy, I'm a yippy
enemy who's stealin' filthy
Size 'em up 'em down I'm guilty
My is wit' me
like 150 watts and fistful like kung-fu plots
Wid my shot
You something that can't be stopped
Got a glock the fuck up snot box wid a shot
What!

Knaw what I
La the
Shot these fool faced keep your boots
Many many fakes and gun
M-a-d,
bees