Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

1:

Never duck another mother repeat it
Never duck another fucker
better delete it
put the cerebellum in mode
For real a foe can get
with what a gorilla
Killa fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo pain hearing pitiful game,
is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it
a unforgettable aim
Nigga for a spot to bust
Cause the that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a cock to
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you it cause lockin' up
get your ride on nigga is you or what?
of luck,
you're really need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with 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 wanna get in
With a nigga like the
if your like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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They come bets to fight fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some 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 need
A fun day a Sunday paper
So I can read the I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he hate or
The of love
a made if you steppin to me
You never benefit
if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a mother
while he a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she suckin' the
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in face with the bane
You some its mother fuckin' shame
we guns
If you don't insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a nigga
A fuckin' round will spit
Fuckin' around with the killa and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step
Put us up against mother fuckers
and we thru it
Fuck a nigga a nigga
if he he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you that
(hell mother yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' a enemy, bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we jus,

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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They bets to fight every 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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3:

Get sprayed by the 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
the beginning hot cooked will done
Fuckin' wit a insane warlord
wanna trip but they know
I'm too fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a time
Fuckin' me you think you were in Vietnam
I explode aint nuttin left
but remains for who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga
Mentally minded mad fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' like quick sand
droppin' and
Any punk bucks up bring a body bag
If you get fucked up
There it is you little made
start runnin'
When I'm playin' the trigga
of an uzi a twelve
Really don't many suckas die
When the shot gun
block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and talk
ya bitch your little ass got lit
I wanna 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 different And I it
when I said it you that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
a nigga like the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy bust
We ever stop and take a minute
we just

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