Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Closed

Shoestring's on the comeback, bust you up off my threads
Motherfucking feds raid my shit I put that 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 piece and slip like grease and there's a deadly
War
The bitches they call me shoestring, the niggas call me skeletor
Walkin up to doorstep, creepin up from the back bitch, the killer of
dope deal
The killer that left that package and body in the driveway
Murdered them on a
Scooped up the yea, the pay and headed for the highway
Put the coke on the floor, hand over the
My hat is white and the feds think it's blow
So pullin me over ? ? ? honkies checkin my suitcase
Somebody 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 bitch your
closed
Froze, I'm up on you with that fuckin missle
30 oz six shotgun shells, all he heard was fuckin
Fuckin up tissue, pack your pistol and riot pumps
This motherfucker thumps, so of my enemies jump
So motherfuck cookie crew the avenue be rollin through
Its all the money bitch, what the fuck you wanna do
Niggas wanna grab they balls, show teeth like they jaws
You niggas have more periods than the motherfuckin pussy
So what the you talkin bout, rappin ain't no thang to me
You ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and I'm gone bust your
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this with your

Closed.

Consolidated, suckers assassinated subliminal
Actually rippin for it's no formality
To be a tragedy, rip for raggedy, dogmatically
Financially money's the
the means, bodies for fishin
Intuition got me trapped like quadafi erasin posse for a hobby
Dead in lobbies dealin with the veteran
In head like excederin, better than medicine
Curing viruses hard as
Head wounds by 30 inch, givin paralysis, track record dallas
Competition is missing, being from angles
In position by magicians like
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 turning into organ doners, fuck

Haven't you ever of a killa, we can go eye to eye
with your eyes closed is how you die
Say goodbye to the bad guy, am I my brother's
Reefa makes me creaper, hoe put him in a
So watch yourself, your step for these bullets ? ? ? ?
But couldn't away from it's death
One of my niggas died, it was his time ain't jokin
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 than rusted, but it
I rather be behind guns in front of bullets
all in my face by a nigga who ain't scared to pull it
So he's drinkin 40's ? ? ? ? wishes
fire on snitches killin 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

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

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