Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Closed

Shoestring's on the comeback, bust you up off my threads
Motherfucking raid my shit I put that head to bed
Been running from the law, been rocking war from my
Fuck them bitches, hittin them switches perfin as I ride
Be quick for pulling your piece and like 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 the back bitch, the killer of
dope deal
The killer that left 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, over the dough
My hat is white and the feds think it's blow
So they me over ? ? ? honkies checkin my suitcase
Somebody to wet me up
The feds are to set me up
Reachin for my pistol grip, pop it til I drop these hoes
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave bitch with your
closed
Froze, I'm creepin up on you with that missle
30 oz six shotgun shells, all he was fuckin whistles
up your tissue, pack your pistol and riot pumps
This thumps, so none of my enemies jump
So motherfuck your cookie crew the be rollin through
Its all about the money bitch, what the fuck you do
Niggas wanna grab they balls, show they like they jaws
You niggas have more periods than the pussy walls
So the fuck you talkin bout, rappin ain't no thang to me
You buster ass bitches ain't really what you to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and I'm gone your nose
Try to stop the click, we'll your shit and leave this bitch with your

Closed.

Consolidated, suckers assassinated subliminal
rippin for salary it's no formality
To be a tragedy, rip for raggedy, dogmatically
Financially the mission
Motive the means, bodies for
Intuition got me trapped like quadafi erasin your posse for a
bodies in lobbies dealin with the veteran
In your head like excederin, better medicine
viruses hard as caluses
Head wounds by 30 inch, paralysis, track record like dallas
Competition is missing, being from angles
In by magicians like mathematicians
I'm stackin digits and figures on petty
Lemon mc's with platinum triggers
I'm deadly like storms in
I make my living on corners, by turning into organ doners, fuck

Haven't you ever of a killa, we can go eye to eye
Cause with 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 step for these ? ? ? ?
But creep away from it's death
One of my niggas died, it was his murder ain't jokin
Flashes and blashes reading him with his eyes open
we ain't no dummy, takin the aim and bust him
Now the nigga was trusted, the friendship than rusted, but it
I rather be behind guns than in front of
Bullseye all in my face by a who ain't scared to pull it
So he's drinkin pullin ? ? ? ? wishes
Open fire on snitches all the death wishes
Get the picture, I never shot a man when he was
Pistol in his face so he see all the bullets comin

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

Watch your back, I'm creepin from the blind
Another dead, another fuckin homicide
211 187 better call for
I'm a get to flyin heads, I load my mac up
Crackheads up, bitch niggas back down
We ain't scared of shit on the north side of town
avenue is where I'm from to be exact
It's all about survival, tryin to get some more crack, right
Before you catch a to your dome g
If you with else, than you and all your homies
Come one come all ain't no hoe up in my gang
Got no time for lames and I'm a stay the
I'm criminally insane, givin is what I do
Catchin you in view, makin sure your ass through
Money and the power, in the door
Grippin on a nickle 44
And you'll be with your eyes closed