Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Closed

Shoestring's on the comeback, bust you bitches up off my
feds raid my shit I put that head to bed
Been running from the law, rocking war from my hideaway
Fuck them bitches, them switches perfin as I ride away
Be quick for pulling your and slip like grease and there's a deadly
War
The bitches they call me shoestring, the they call me skeletor
Walkin up to your doorstep, creepin up from the bitch, the killer of
Your deal
The that left that package and that body in the driveway
them 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 think it's
So they pullin me ? ? ? honkies checkin my suitcase
want to wet me up
The feds are to set me up
Reachin for my grip, I'll pop it til I drop these hoes
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch your
Eyes
Froze, I'm creepin up on you with that missle
30 oz six shells, all he heard was fuckin whistles
Fuckin up your tissue, your pistol and riot pumps
This motherfucker thumps, so of my enemies jump
So motherfuck your cookie crew the avenue be rollin
Its all the money bitch, what the fuck you wanna do
Niggas wanna grab they balls, show they teeth they jaws
You niggas have more than the motherfuckin pussy walls
So what the fuck you talkin bout, rappin no thang to me
You ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, the same and I'm gone bust your nose
Try to the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch with your

Closed.

Consolidated, suckers assassinated subliminal
Actually 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 erasin your posse for a hobby
bodies in lobbies dealin with the veteran
In your like excederin, better than medicine
Curing viruses as caluses
Head wounds by 30 inch, givin paralysis, record like dallas
Competition is missing, being stragled from
In by magicians like mathematicians
I'm stackin and figures on petty niggas
Lemon squeezing with platinum triggers
I'm deadly like in arizona
I make my living on corners, by niggas into organ doners, fuck

Haven't you ever of a killa, we can go eye to eye
Cause with your eyes is how you die
Say goodbye to the bad guy, am I my keeper
makes me creaper, hoe put him in a sleeper
So watch yourself, watch your step for these ? ? ? ?
But couldn't creep away it's death
One of my niggas died, it was his time murder ain't
Flashes and blashes reading him dead with his eyes
we ain't no dummy, takin the aim and bust him
Now the nigga was trusted, the friendship rusted, but fuck it
I rather be behind guns than in front of
Bullseye all in my face by a nigga who scared to pull it
So he's drinkin 40's pullin ? ? ? ?
Open fire on snitches killin all the death
Get the picture, I never shot a man he was runnin
Pistol barrell in his face so he see all the bullets

Cash in ? ? ? /
drug holder
Bitches in love, niggas slugs between they shoulders
Green shit that I'm foldin make niggas think will hold them
But they don't wanna trigger with mr. empty the clip
I on the scripture like I'm apostle
But stick to the script, cause this is real nigga
Until my mission's accomplished, I'm gone be with a bottle
Didn't have no role model, so I like fuck tomorrow
The path that I chose was to roll with my
Killers and creepers who sleep or dose
Fuck with us be leaving with your eyes
Its mandatory I'm wishin to catch a nigga a transmission
Straight up slippin his eyes closed
And in my hood ain't no
with us, who knows where you might be in
Only police be lookin after the hearse roll
And ain't no catchin a crook, so you'll be leaving with eyes closed

Watch your back, I'm from the blind side
Another nigga dead, fuckin homicide
211 187 call for back-up
I'm a get to flyin heads, I load my mac up
Crackheads crack up, bitch back down
We ain't scared of shit on the side of flip town
Dayton is where I'm from to be exact
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 your
Come one come all nigga no hoe up in my gang
Got no for lames and I'm a stay the same
I'm insane, givin pain is what I do
Catchin you in plain view, makin your ass through
and the power, bitches in the door
Grippin on a plated 44
And you'll be with your eyes closed