Luyện nghe bài hát Gunsmoke

Come on, go
Put this under belt

the gunsmoke
the gunsmoke

I be having homicide running through my
Don't what's up with me
Shit fuck me all the time
at my spine, motherfucka in my prime

How you gonna get
When you're too busy mine
Now look is this murderous criminal through
If you think it's Eroc the subliminal is working on you

There's thirty million of us in the fucking sludge
come straight from fudge, I got a bloody grudge
Dead lying all around me
But the real murderers ain't never got no

Count it as we sitting as statistics
With this ass if you think
Blast is from my residential district
something that I think you should know
It's the Coup, we from the Eastside O

my flow creep by slow
See all my is broke
Survival for the and the low
Get a whiff of my

the gunsmoke
Smell the

I'm white hairs from the nightmares everynight
'Cos somebody's got a on my life
I'm in a that's in an all out war
They drop me in they knife my umbilical cord

So it begins with a on the ass
Now you in, in the class, Trick
You here so we already made your casket
While it's got one buck so the gunshot gets hella tide
Can't take the only motherfuckas fried

Skeletons down in the ocean
them slave ships had that three stop motion
Coasting down fulton on the Mississippi
crosses and motherfuckas saying die nigga, die nigga

It all started when we start producing
of my homies got no legs attached
Without no food up in the fridge you ain't go have peace
Cos with a trigger you can finger fuck without no

Smell the
the gunsmoke
Off to the war
Off to the war

I say fuck the whole judge and the
My mind got delirious, my got blurry
Had my uncle strapped to the chair, oxtied
in gas, breathing out carbon monoxide

Whole systems stacked like a bowel
ain't no billionaires on the murder trial
Make the ghetto camps every mile
So march your ass the gas chambers single file

Who's the biggest problem they show on the TV?
My peoples die of and TB
See me an angry face and a beanie
'Cos my relationship with Sam is steamy

It's I've been through, I'm like sinecue
I got you got to get it put it in you
The class was cut throat since we fresh off the boat
Show 'em we ain't no
Let choke off the gunsmoke

the gunsmoke
Smell the