Luyện nghe bài hát Basement Session

1 (Skandalous)

Motherfuckers they test me
out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit
I'm out that with my 44, another fucking hit
Don't know who to trust with my
I'm in this click, you in my hood you better know who you with
Who you with, Skandalous fucking dangerous
brains I bust, feel the lust in God we trust
Nigga I'm at your door, don't pray to God you done lost your grace
Been in this game for too long you to lose your face
I got the mind of a ass ??
As I another hit on this shit nigga you dead
Never ask told the Lord to give me grace
You some shit front your boys and as result you lost your face
Blood all over the place I'm the fucking bodies dropping
I know my destiny I can hear the devil knocking
I done body and soul to my eternal flames you best believe
I numb them bodies and my fucking game
I sold my at an early age
And now my releasing daemons in a rage
My in a daze
Evertime I my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions coming
Is juices running ya done in
Fear only make me curious, I'll be afraid
But if you slip you pay your life here come the now nigga they

Crack for my fucking glory
Talking shit up in my
day another world's sad story

2 (Steph)

Smoking blunt, smoke a selling dope on the block
Pop pop goes the glock I bring more nightmare than
Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting them prisoners
Its your final call bitch I'll smoke you menthol
Fuck all you bitches I'm you in them bodybags
toes, nigga drive slow
Creeping up out they indo scheming for they
Slanging and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatigues
Freeze your whole
Strapped with
Infrareds ditches for chicken heads
This from head to toe
Labeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in Lexus door
But fuck it I'm with the fairytales
Cause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape gone bail
Who gone prevail when I on you small scale
Lyrical laggers, wanna be packers
Spit the I'm bout the Lex and the Ac
My verbal combat will your whole habitat
You ain't fucking with that
Or this, cause I piss on
And have all you hoes in
Trying to recondition your
Lyrical
I sling rhymes kilos
>From to Puerto Rico
One sequel from the infamous unseen
Scheming for the green smoking bitches and niggas like

3 (Mia X)

Cause she up to
Tired of chasing pie dreams
Mint greens is all I fien for straight is all this bitch know
this nine millimeter berreta leaving you wetter than April showers
Followe by your line of flowers
I devour competition, complete submissions
Cooks dope in my kitchen
Tricking ass niggas be my victims when falls
Ya'll to floss but get set-up tied down and tossed
Boss chick you don't to see her
Your bitch can either run for the heater or the dumb hoe beaters
right and left well known with the clout
To wire mouth, knock your grill out
That's what here be bout
So you can doubt what I'm saying and run lip
Or get your click engulfed in gangsta shit
Too to deal with
I'm still a that' be's designer down stay scheming on the man
And taking flights, torsoe full of contrabands
My flow so grand it make the say damn
jumps back makes you wanna holler
But I nothing but dollars
power
My lyrics like a KL beat
It be she-devil that below sea level bitch you can't see her
Niggas and be trying to figure at 5'4
How they still need a to face this hoe
For sure, cause I be living for the
The biggest mama flexing shutting down this basement sesion
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