Luyện nghe bài hát Death Whistles

Started out tryna a truce
Ended up back in mine off a 80,
Running got you thinking you could solve it
We could use some time
Just to and find out a thing or two
Check the weather, mind I ain't in the mood
settled on a prize bitch, I'm in the loop
Strip vinyl, fired up, I get to choose
Which titles my rivals win or lose
Parachute through the fog, I wish for off
Spring for the dark, my nigga in a long-sleeve
Dripping it all, niggas know
Niggas know not to hit me, I don't get too calls
This shit go, it's a pity how a piggy did you dog
That's why swampman living in the bog, like a tsar
niggas on the spittle getting charred
Swear you can death whistle from afar
When the wind blow, feds want your
full of sink holes, sheets full of nymphos
Brains like a baseball, legs like some
Head for the hills, cause I'm on your
a bloodhound trained to your scent
Show face when I get dope, nigga my in the shit
Two cards, blackjack, ace's, it's lit
Closed case on the that I made thugging
No trace of you since, I sin, no place to
Closed game but we win,
game, cold game