Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

1:

Never another mother fucker repeat it
Never duck another mother
better delete it
put the cerebellum in mode
For a foe can never get
with what a gorilla
syllable fillin'
yo ritual the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing pitiful game,
is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo let it rain
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a to bust
Cause the homie that you killed a lot to us
Buck I'm lookin for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get your on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're really gonna need it hella
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And And I meant it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you don't get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if your lookin' like a enemy
We ever stop and take a minute
we

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Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might result in you some
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2:

Never let a hatin' mother
see ya
Bleed the chest no regret
A fun day caper a paper
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the if he hate or penetrate
The of love
a made if you steppin to me
You will benefit
Nigga if I start it finish it
Run up on a fucka
he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her while she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 in your face with the bane
You bury some its fuckin' shame
we guns
If you don't you're or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you (you scarred)
cause a know
A mother fuckin' will spit
Fuckin' around with the clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step
Put us up against some mother
and we runnin' it
Fuck a nigga buck a
if he he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember
(hell mother yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if you're lookin' like a enemy,
We ever stop and take a minute
we jus,

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Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
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They bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray might result in you bussin' some
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3:

Get sprayed by the Tech 9
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked done
wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but know
I'm too mother fuckin'
Deadly ticking like a time
Fuckin' with me you you were in Vietnam
When I aint nuttin left
but for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a insane
Mentally minded mad fuckin' mad man
is out to
punks like quick sand
droppin' and
Any punk that up bring a body bag
If you wanna get up
There it is you little bitch
nigga start
I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve
don't matter many suckas die
When the shot gun
From block 2 block, hood 2
Street 2 street boy you fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and shit
Admit ya bitch your ass got lit
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And And I meant it
when I said it you that?
(Hell mother yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a
we just

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Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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