Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Our Boys

Your fakeness is
Post is deep in your
Then
this
And smoke
l's
Of that bomb-ass thats gaurenteed to rock bells
A hiphop like praswell
Travelin
Pimpin biddys
Game trump and solidified

To get rid of
Know I do to guys
and spittin lies
I'm in exisdence
Vanishin any
sentences
Proovin
The only way to see me, miss these
Me and my crew so many trees that
I leaves
Never _my please
But keep smokin my system, blunts it's all tight
On an off
I still smoke like pipes
And bust a universal
And your wig back like niggas with toupe's
Drivin a
And more
I run the
Your shit is played and the way you fell off you bounce
Back a bungee cord

Bring boys in
We can bring the in
You wanna fuck with dirty dozen
[repeat 4

My crew is a maze
Put fear ex-slaves
Who step to this microphone and think that they brave
Dozen startin the fuckin beef
I don't care if your from I'm killin the fuckin chief
Back the fuck up I'm releasin my
Tell your whore pagin me 9 1 1
I'm the
they call bizarre
Smokin with mel far (? ? )
In my new car
see me
Even if I was in arizona I'd still iced tea
don't give a shit about you
On top of the mountain ain't nothin your bitch-ass
Can do
Sick emcee they call peter
Treat your crew like an unexpected

Fuckin more shit than howard
Butt-fuckin
In nasty

How you think your crew sound compared to
It's the team that your entire clique to diss
Demandin attention when the glock
niggas to be murdered like jeffery daumer on lock down
I'm brown like bobby, pullin hoe's like
Take title, kill your moms so you won't forget me
Lips sealed nigga I blow important plots
Whoever fronts is gettin done like micheal pops
Sure I'm number one translator my dirty d
Y'all niggas gettin like this was 1933
Got of me
Now
you don't got a chance
Death is 3 easy so now we gotta dance
So look
Dont
the style master
I killin beef so I kill a whole cow pasture
Lyrically I'm sick, ill everything but
My nickle pack the _ jackin fool get fucked over

Dirty is the clique so I ran over and lit cha
Ripped the ass out ya pants like a dovermin pincha
the cobra and ninja
My intentions to
And ya
From enterin from the edge of my
Or get your pants split at the creases
Fuckin you intelectually givin you sexually transmited diseases
My duty is to a strange abard (? ? )
I guard my sector like a bernard
And this ain't the
Bringin the noise like a happy gun slinger
Droppin your whole clique with one
Til none
Beware of my dogs attackin like a pack of danes
Chargin like freight
the great plains