Luyện nghe bài hát Colostomy Bag

Dinner and a
I'm Nigga
Thats it is

I might as well get wet
Give me a I'm a little strange now
On like a human torch
get warmed up
Aint nobody can fucc wit me luccily
Get cut in three im a fuccin I tucc the three
Fifty-seven and keep me
Mr. Tech Ryhme, pure white spit not even stepped on
Sort of like blue
The pussy i at it
And at it, I'm an addict it bleeds when I tap it
Manic
And if you
Mann is the
Plan it get chest split
Dance and weston and it will test'em
it to Kevin
Cannibal
Man of intestine
is wit me
Strange Music is I think they breath littlely
I still see
From distance for instance
I get wit'em I spit sicc
Sniffin'

(Chrous)
(G-Macc)

Throatsta
folks get mangled up
Cut'em up the navel(uhhhhh)
(C-Lim)
Put you in the fast
Have you wearin' a oxygen
Wit the in the surgey
in a Colostomy Bag X2

(Verse 2)
My cigarette is wet
I'm about to it
Get hard like East
Rappers I super
the kruger get over'em
I be standin over'em wit nine
Hit'em like a wide
Jerry Rice
Them niggaz think I'm weak cuz I'm nice
All I do is think about eatin them night
So I got to carry knife,every machete
Im deadily it's heavily bevely gettin' cut up
I'll be a the motel up
Blood in my cup witta fine hugged up
my heart get plugged up
I'm still going to be in my Dickies thugged up
Nigga throwin up blood throwin up guts nigga whats
We kind of strange nigga we eat nuts and guts
You already know what I eat your
And break your enzymes
And take out insides
Sniffin'

(Chrous)
(G-Macc)

Throatsta
Your folks get up
up from the navel(uhhhhh)
(C-Lim)
Put you in the fast
Have you wearin' a mask
Wit the in the surgey
in a Colostomy Bag X2

(Verse:3)
I a cigarette I cut a nigga neck
And watch the drip out
Hit him tech
Just like them niggaz watta fucc my bitch sweat
She smile at you and cut mothafuccin' neck
I hang a nigga and strangle wit barb-wire
It's little strange listen to i desire
I put the tools in nuts twist wit the pliers
I'm a hot rod you a hot dog Oscar Meyer
I drop logs shittin' like dirrahea
You get the bucther too the eyes if you try to see him
that or my bitch see you right at the club
Put the de wop in your mug and your graves dug
I got it made cuz makin Strange Music to and dissin you
Cuz that how do it(do it)
We sicca then hard liquor ya'll it's know thang
Coathanga Strangla spitin the cocaine

(Chrous)
(G-Macc)

Throatsta
folks get mangled up
Cut'em up the navel(uhhhhh)
(C-Lim)
Put you in the hospital
Have you wearin' a oxygen
Wit the doctors in the
Gettin in a Bag X2