Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Closed

Shoestring's on the comeback, you bitches up off my threads
Motherfucking feds raid my shit I put head to bed
Been running from the law, been rocking war from my
Fuck them bitches, hittin them perfin as I ride away
Be quick for pulling your piece and slip grease and there's a deadly
War
The bitches call me shoestring, the niggas they call me skeletor
Walkin up to your doorstep, creepin up from the bitch, the killer of
dope deal
The killer that left that package and that in the driveway
Murdered on a friday
Scooped up the yea, the pay and back for the highway
Put the coke on the floor, hand over the
My hat is cocaine white and the feds it's blow
So they pullin me over ? ? ? honkies checkin my
want to wet me up
The are tryin to set me up
Reachin for my pistol grip, I'll pop it til I drop these
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this with your
closed
Froze, I'm up on you with that fuckin missle
30 oz six shells, all he heard was fuckin whistles
up your tissue, pack your pistol and riot pumps
This motherfucker thumps, so of my enemies jump
So your cookie crew the avenue be rollin through
Its all about the money bitch, what the you wanna do
Niggas grab they balls, show they teeth like they jaws
You niggas have more periods than the motherfuckin walls
So what the fuck you talkin bout, rappin no thang to me
You buster ass bitches ain't what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and I'm gone your nose
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this with your

Closed.

Consolidated, suckers assassinated criminology
rippin for salary it's no formality
To be a tragedy, body rip for raggedy,
Financially money's the
Motive the means, for fishin
Intuition got me trapped like quadafi erasin your for a hobby
Dead bodies in lobbies with the veteran
In head like excederin, better than medicine
Curing hard as caluses
wounds by 30 inch, givin paralysis, track record like dallas
Competition is missing, being from angles
In position by magicians like
I'm stackin digits and figures on niggas
Lemon squeezing mc's platinum triggers
I'm deadly storms in arizona
I make my living on corners, by turning niggas organ doners, fuck

Haven't you heard of a killa, we can go eye to eye
Cause your eyes closed is how you die
Say to the bad guy, am I my brother's keeper
Reefa me creaper, hoe put him in a sleeper
So watch yourself, watch your for these bullets ? ? ? ?
But couldn't creep from it's death
One of my niggas died, it was his murder ain't jokin
Flashes and reading him dead with his eyes open
we ain't no dummy, takin the aim and bust him
Now the nigga was trusted, the friendship rusted, but fuck it
I be behind guns than in front of bullets
Bullseye all in my by a nigga who ain't scared to pull it
So he's drinkin 40's ? ? ? ? wishes
Open on snitches killin all the death wishes
Get the picture, I shot a man when he was runnin
Pistol in his face so he see all the bullets comin

Cash in ? ? ? /
Informer holder
Bitches in love, niggas slugs between they shoulders
Green that I'm foldin make niggas think that will hold them
But they don't wanna jack trigger mr. empty the clip
I on the scripture like I'm apostle
But stick to the script, this is real nigga gospel
Until my mission's accomplished, I'm be hostile with a bottle
Didn't no role model, so I live like fuck tomorrow
The path that I chose was to roll my og's
Killers and creepers who never or dose
Fuck with us be with your eyes closed
Its mandatory I'm wishin to a nigga like a transmission
Straight up slippin his eyes closed
And in my hood no sightseeing
Fuck with us, who knows where you be in
police will be lookin after the hearse roll
And ain't no catchin a crook, so you'll be leaving with your eyes

your back, I'm creepin from the blind side
Another nigga dead, another homicide
211 187 call for back-up
I'm a get to heads, once I load my mac up
Crackheads crack up, bitch niggas down
We ain't of shit on the north side of flip town
Dayton avenue is where I'm from to be
It's all about survival, tryin to get some more crack, back
Before you catch a barrel to your g
If you with somebody else, than you and all homies
Come one all nigga ain't no hoe up in my gang
Got no for lames and I'm a stay the same
I'm criminally insane, givin is what I do
Catchin you in plain view, makin your ass through
Money and the power, in the door
on a nickle plated 44
And be leaving with your eyes closed