Luyện nghe bài hát Hoodlum

Sometimes it like the whole world is against me
And is it the henny that me; I be in the zone
Gazing at the walls, suppressed, da phone
Don't take personal, but a minor few can understand
What a nigga 40-first 'til I die motherfucka..(no doubt)
I'm still breathing. you a must son, we bread
You ain't my dogg, to infiltrate my clik is you
I get wit you, that on a later note.
We o'er-dose is death, we so close
I'm trying to tell these cats, but I let them do thing..
Ready for the bad news da phone ring
Son is dead, now I'm irate over my seeking revenge.
Son is dead, son on behalf trying to laugh

Check out the drill-dun, guns
Play the hum back checking out the action
On the we drinkin x's
Yo dat shit, while I spark this...
Sharply burn it like an arsonist
out the miz cause it's time to bring the biz to kidz
And all hell fire out ya empire
Live as couldn't make my mobb expire or retire
I'm off 'til my arms tired
You set quite wit my full of riot.
Our buyers, it clear for your ear to
I declare only live niggaz this year
'96-i lost my dun; got worse..
Pull out the team, got to get mork..
And sat you play the background when shots sound off
Flashbacks of how my man is gone, kb in my memory
I spill henny then I keep it moving

Yo, do our thing, we got this, rockin'
Aint nobody stoppin rakim and imfamous
Reck the hood for you and yours-no doubt crash the
You don't really wanna go the source

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Surprise open eye, the foulness, wildness
Its bug, niggaz dug in the you holiday thug
up all that illin and grillin
Get ya melon lite up, you is butt
You me, I'm reppin wb, what?
Where you find me at spillin from a cup
With my next to my nuts
been afraid to bust
Slug rushin to your like dust
If wasn't enough as long as strong and tough
We squeeze back, better believe he no breath-black
Fuckin wit swayze cats
I got dreams of my little queen and nobody gonna stop that
In fact black, if you come at me don't come
All my baby girl got is a to guide her
Through world of hatred
And I die to see she make it
And die to let the take it, is you stupid, um...

Yo, you wanna come test, son is mad from
is death, pay your last respects
We harass you reap if you slept or half
We adapt to see who we can next
After sex the bless for after effects
Relax your stress through mad physac, mad
Cash a check to get assets we techs
Dealing the mental aspect on chest
So we create a trust, if you dunns come to
Get hit with a twenty-one gun
I keep a yet deadly 7sc 30
Soon as you it hit me I lyrics of fury
And quick to say a poem to ricochet in your
My click made me the nickel-plated at home alone
So I can get chatter and be the better trend
The 18th forever

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