Luyện nghe bài hát Gunsmoke

Come on, go
Put this under your

the gunsmoke
Smell the

I be having homicide running my mind
Don't know up with me
Shit fuck me all the time
Eating at my spine, motherfucka in my

How you get yours?
you're too busy getting mine
Now look is murderous criminal coming through
If you think it's then 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 bodies lying all me
But the murderers ain't never got no bounty

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

Peep my flow by slow
See all my is broke
for the cautious 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 contract on my
I'm in a that's in an all out war
drop me in when they knife my umbilical cord

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

deep down in the ocean
'Cos them slave ships had that three motion
Coasting down on the Mississippi river
crosses and motherfuckas saying die nigga, die nigga

It all when we start producing scratch
Some of my homies got no attached
no food up in the fridge you ain't go never have peace
Cos with a you can finger fuck without no grease

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

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

Whole systems like a loaded bowel
'Cos ain't no billionaires on the murder
the ghetto concentration camps every mile
So march your ass through the gas single file

Who's the biggest that they show on the TV?
My die of starvation and TB
See me with an angry face and a
'Cos my relationship uncle 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 ruling class was cut since we fresh off the boat
'em we ain't no joke
Let them off the gunsmoke

Smell the
the gunsmoke