Luyện nghe bài hát Closed Session

1 (Skandalous)

Motherfuckers they test me
Pull out the blunt I'll wreck your shit
I'm out that with my 44, another fucking hit
Don't know who to with my shit
I'm in this click, you in my you better know who you fucking with
Who you stepping with, fucking dangerous
brains I bust, feel the lust in God we trust
Nigga I'm at your door, pray to God cause you done lost your grace
Been in this game for too long you to lose your face
I got the mind of a ass ??
As I take another hit on this nigga you dead
Never ask told the Lord to give me grace
You talked some front your boys and as result you lost your face
Blood all over the I'm counting the fucking bodies dropping
I know my destiny cause I can hear the devil
I done sent body and soul to my eternal flames you best
I them bodies and play my fucking game
I sold my soul at an age
And now my hearts releasing daemons in a
My eyes in a
I close my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions coming
Is running when ya done in
only make me curious, I'll never be afraid
But if you slip you pay your life here come the light now they

Crack scarfs for my glory
Talking shit up in my
Another day world's sad story

2 (Steph)

Smoking blunt, smoke a selling dope on the block
Pop pop goes the glock I bring nightmare than Hitchcock
Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting prisoners hard
Its your final call bitch smoke you like menthol
Fuck all you bitches I'm putting you in bodybags
Tagging toes, drive slow
Creeping up out indo scheming for they cheese
oz's and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatigues
Freeze your whole
with ammunition
Infrareds ditches for chicken heads
figure from head to toe
Labeled as a Doe, leaving bullets in your Lexus door
But fuck it I'm with the fairytales
Cause when some shit jump off, all you on tape bitches gone bail
Who prevail when I exhale on you small scale
Lyrical laggers, be chrome packers
Spit the facts I'm the Lex and the Ac
My verbal combat eliminate your whole habitat
You ain't fucking with that
Or this, I piss on competition
And all you hoes in submission
Trying to recondition stilo
nino
I sling like kilos
>From to Puerto Rico
One other sequel from the unseen
Scheming for the green smoking bitches and niggas nicotine

3 (Mia X)

Cause she up to
Tired of chasing apple pie
Mint greens is all I fien for straight shit is all this bitch
50's this nine millimeter berreta leaving you than April showers
Followe by your second of flowers
I devour competition, causing complete
Cooks more in my kitchen
Tricking ass niggas be my victims when falls
Ya'll to floss but get set-up tied down and tossed
Boss chick you want to see her
Your bitch can either run for the heater or meet the dumb hoe
right and left well known with the clout
To wire your mouth, your grill out
what this here be bout
So you can doubt what I'm and run that lip
Or get whole click engulfed in gangsta shit
Too much to deal
I'm still a that' be's designer down stay scheming on the man
And taking flights, torsoe taped of contrabands
My flow so grand it the beats say damn
Shit jumps back you wanna holler
But I sees but dollars
power
My knocking like a KL beat
It be she-devil that below sea level bitch you can't see her
Niggas and broads be to figure at 5'4
How they still need a ladder to face hoe
For sure, cause I be living for the
The biggest mama flexing down this motherfucking basement sesion
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