Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyards ["Remix"]

[Verse 1:
Now spread the
I got Pricks on the dead end streets
And watch them jump out
Cause they ten deep
Creepy the night
Ya know the
on the muthafuckin
We all to kill
hittin licks in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause they askin me for dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm suppoesed to up
Of a shy
Run up on a twenty and go get yo ass an ice
It nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
Jus understand the
Never cut for the
it's do or die
You ask
Who am I?
That mama heartbreaker since junior high
in Eye of the
The be a suspect
So the streets me to be loveless
Causin
In a dope fiends
My two favorite were
it and fuck it

[Chorus:
The shift
Young hustlers workin grave
The shift
soldiers workin grave yards
My be
me
we
Work the night
My be
me
we
Work the night

2: Pimpstress]
It's yo midnight
named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk handle up on my
Queen of the click
for my shit
I'm soft and
Sixteen in my
Smoking black and
You cramp my style
hatin bitches make me crack a smile

We
In the
My feria ruka sounds like the 4th of july
die
Fuckin wit my
Daddy streaks marry ya
bury ya
Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms.
The three devils daughters in the dope game
So
G's won't change
Close
Left ya boys wit no
Street
out posses
Dangerous
Jus me

[Chorus:
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[Verse 3:
in my home
Cock my
I'm known for my so I watch for jacks
Keep out
on in
Bring all yo men let the games
em in the cheek man I
Hot shots comin out my
Got like Santa Anna
Got balls like Montana
or treat
smeel my
my muthafuckin drum beats
Don't believe the tales my hood?
see
This ain't no joke you can
ain't no wonderland
I kick this shit so you motherfuckers
I pop
a glock nine
Blow that off a muthafuckin stop sign
Be the one
You come I better
yo umbrella
I bring the weather
Pleasure one
up chedder
Your whole crew get by one fella

SPM]
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