Luyện nghe bài hát Death Whistles

Started out tryna a truce
Ended up back in mine off a 80,
Running wild got you you could solve it
We could really use some
Just to recollect and out a thing or two
Check the weather, never mind I in the mood
Eyes settled on a prize bitch, I'm in the
Strip vinyl, spliff fired up, I get to
Which titles my rivals win or lose
Parachute the fog, I wish for summer off
Spring for the dark, my nigga in a long-sleeve
Dripping through it all, niggas
Niggas know not to hit me, I don't get too many
This city go, it's a pity how a piggy did you dog
That's why living in the bog, feeling like a tsar
niggas on the spittle getting charred
Swear you can hear death whistle from
When the wind blow, feds want your
Streets of sink holes, sheets full of nymphos
Brains like a baseball, legs like pencils
Head for the hills, cause I'm on your
Like a bloodhound trained to your
Show face when I get dope, my face in the shit
Two cards, blackjack, both ace's, lit
Closed on the mess that I made thugging
No of you since, I sin, no place to repent
game but we win, motherfucker
Closed game, cold