Luyện nghe bài hát Bleeding from The Mouth

Trackmasters
L.o.x, cnn

1:

I through,
from cops,
Eatin' beef on the
Been through cold
in the bench,
Till was former
I put the mack upon ya
faget
Turn to shshshsh, to shoot fagets
I been a
Since pat
Cnn, lox the type of shit have you fleein' a rock
I put the key in a lock
Who got a song, hot a
And got the benz, first day home
I been niggas, piss spittin' on hoes
Thinkin' they too good for hood
in my zone
Been in since larry holmes (? )
And in a forthbuilding,
Been had 'em rappin' the
'em wide over y.o, first felony
So I ain't bought a m ching
What is you me

2:

Yo, yo
I got guns,
Mad guns, ha
I had them hundreds when you had them ones, ha
But fuck that, live niggas,
And you can me with a teletubbie
my gat
Yo, I'm a soldier,
You a soldier, nigga
A wow, niggas from suddenly just settin' a
I murder you, the niggas
Just to attack
You shut the tunnel down twice like militant
We at the tonight, nore yo
be nice
I the bar out
Crystal, no glass, no ice
I drink it straight the bottle,
I spit on a ho
Ayyo, you punked that
Now I on a ho
Melvin flynt, new shit
You tell you heard 'em on this trackmas-shit

Yo, yo,
Nore the gunners in crack
To get you in

L.o.x, cnn, y.o. to

Luxury cars, thous,
out the bar

House on the
And my niggas for real

Star in the
When go to war we good
We just thugged out
on the hood
We the niggas out

The streetest out

L.o.x and cnn
And leave you from your mouth

3:

I at a young age
Not to ride dummies
I die for they man
But I die for
paniro]
And if the lox get
We gon devide the
Were we we stay live
And survivin'

And don't pass me a
Cause you could me a gun
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And you can have that bitch,
after I cum

And you can front and your watch
We go punch your
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L.o.x


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and we run

All our up in the slums
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Pumpin' jumps

Holdin' pits
paniro]
Lightin'
they shit

And can't understand,
That we the street
And we felt we were cheatin'
We carryin' our heat
paniro]
And we don't like nothing
But we carry a
Hopin' them strong

And can carry the grieve
You bread with a thief
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And then you scarry to

And we don't try to you
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We try to a jeep

What, what,


What, what,