Luyện nghe bài hát Death Whistles

Started out tryna make a
Ended up in mine off a 80, proof
Running wild got you thinking you solve it
We could use some time
Just to and find out a thing or two
Check the weather, never I ain't in the mood
Eyes on a prize bitch, I'm in the loop
vinyl, spliff fired up, I get to choose
Which my rivals could win or lose
Parachute through the fog, I wish for off
fitted for the dark, my nigga in a long-sleeve
Dripping it all, niggas know
know not to hit me, I don't get too many calls
This city shit go, 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 death whistle from afar
the wind blow, feds want your info
Streets of sink holes, sheets full of nymphos
Brains like a baseball, legs some pencils
Head for the hills, I'm on your heels
Like a trained to your scent
Show face when I get dope, nigga my in the shit
Two cards, blackjack, both ace's, lit
Closed case on the that I made thugging
No trace of you since, I sin, no to repent
game but we win, motherfucker
Closed game, cold