Luyện nghe bài hát Death Whistles

Started out tryna make a
Ended up back in mine off a 80,
wild got you thinking you could solve it
We could really use some
to recollect and find out a thing or two
Check the weather, never mind I ain't in the
Eyes settled on a bitch, I'm in the loop
Strip vinyl, spliff up, I get to choose
Which titles my could win or lose
Parachute through the fog, I for summer off
Spring for the dark, my nigga in a long-sleeve
Dripping through it all, know
Niggas know not to hit me, I 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 hear whistle from afar
When the wind blow, feds want your
Streets full of sink holes, sheets of nymphos
Brains like a baseball, legs some pencils
Head for the hills, I'm on your heels
Like a bloodhound trained to your
face when I get dope, nigga my face in the shit
Two cards, blackjack, both ace's, lit
Closed case on the that I made thugging
No of you since, I sin, no place to repent
Closed but we win, motherfucker
game, cold game