Luyện nghe bài hát Gas Mask

"Gas Mask"
(with Of 300)

[Talley of
I'm too much
Too much for my self
Hit the streets and go hand in hand I place that paper like damn
Try, bitch Imma teach you 'bout drumming, and blowing trumpets band camp
I'm coming to tell you sweet dreams, bitch I'm the Sandman
Take every shot at his top like he wearing a head cam, he a dead man
If he survive then I it's a miracle, but he gon' need a bedpan
'em pissed, let's go take his life and don't leave him with shit
Watchu know 'bout blowing the Reaper a kiss, I promise six feet the deepest it get
That's why I keep God, pray and smart, keep the DA and my face with a charge
tools on me in the street like martial law, and fuck the police I'm on national guard
If we ain't in then you ain't the fam
Then you eat, Ethiopian
Fuck the team, yeah he hope he can
So he suicide like the Holy
Yo bitch I meet, that ho in a trance
Better get a leash she go off command
If we in the then she gon' know the clan
And I keep it up front so she know I stand
TO3 if you ain't who I am
Heat on me bitch I'm gon' blow a fan
GOD me and so are these bands
FGE in and we so in

Coming from the sole old boots
Nigga Imma vet old troops
shit is accustomed like a old school
And you niggas old news
Do it all, go hard like I bruise
I stay on alarm, bitch I snooze
yeah bitch I know tools
Get in muddy waters you gon' know blues
No trust for niggas, they could be the po-lice
Gotta for the Snake Eyes, without rolling no dice
They hate you gettin' and pimpin'
And bitch I'm so dynamite, but I'm known to leave a froze
(boom, boom)
on Ice

[Montana of
I'm a in a gas mask
I was headed up a bad
Infatuated the fast cash
Pounds no
'em in a trash bag
Got the weight off like
Don't ever play around with my
The last nigga that you beefed with didn't make you of steel but this one wheel (will) unicycle
criminal, Michael
I'm so like a tight rope
FGE that's what I for
moving hydro, now I'm going viral
Everything I spit is
Watch me kick it Tae Bo [?]
Youngin from the ninth floor, nice
Verses so that you gotta translate 'em like the Bible
Breakin' rules with my dudes up in school with them tools but I go to Columbine
I got so much money on my mafucking that I tattooed a dollar sign
I'm self-made I'm self-paid that's the bottom
I'm just fine I signing no dotted line
Talk shit and see me, or just keep your mouth closed, who you might just live to see father time
When you beefing with me in streets boy I know exactly what to do with ya
It's B.O.B.E we suiting up
murder shit ain't nothing new to us
I call my shootas up
call me like "Yo, you want me to shoot him up?"
Ha!
The looks on they face is so priceless they come to realize it's two of us
Like Jesus get nailed to the cross it's MC Hammer, I ain't come here to screw with ya
Get nailed with these shells when ruger up
I gave 'em just like God did to Lucifer
Your son or your daughter, your mami, your papi, your granny I don't give a fuck who ya
See first I you then slide dick in your boo
She get passed on to my crew then I'm through her
I got head in the whip, spread the legs on that chick, yup I beat that pussy no
Two pussies in one night fun shit
I let bitch off til' my gun click
between his eyes then they closed up
Yo nigga got whacked then you up
No strip club but bitch I poled up
Like doors, my dough's up