Luyện nghe bài hát Blood, New Version

Italiano
like Cus Damato
Guard plant
Recline low milano
Blessed God kosher
One in the top of the
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My nine is stuck in a
quick
Chasing my
a bum bitch rich
???
Heard she naked in flicks

Black widow turned to be a back
Satin a pimpstress in willow
Cookin my blow and low
Eye
The son of the
I split my wife's melon
So I can see the seven seeds of my
Beaver it
Polishin at the gunsmith

My told me take cheddar
Buy slugs or drugs calculate better
When cakes
the front door secure
See the gleaming white crystal when its

the snake hoes and jealous ass niggas
That smash your Benz
Detecting fake signals
Yo live get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time Gotti was to
Bloodshot red eyes
Yellow of la
Opening let tobacco fly
Kicks matchin my my gun on
Thinkin of names for my unborn
the Puerto Rican rum on imaginary graves
Put my hat on my
Latter Day Saints scream praise
Heat grazed the yo
Foul shit made a welfare mom
More bodies drop by the yo
Paces
Grisly thoughts for dough
Haitian bitch a spell on my life for cash flow
So now its on never a slug
Time is
it comes to mine
Take it in