Luyện nghe bài hát Hoodlum

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

Check out the drill-dun, conceal
Play the hum leaning back out the action
On the we drinkin x's
Yo twirl dat shit, while I this...
Sharply burn it down like an
Pull out the miz it's time to bring the biz to kidz
And blow all hell out ya empire
Live as wire couldn't make my 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 lock this year
lost my dun; '97-it got worse..
Pull out the team, got to get mork..
And sat down you play the when shots sound off
of how my man is gone, kb forever in my memory
I spill some henny then I it moving

Yo, do our thing, we got this, this
Aint nobody stoppin this and imfamous
Reck the hood for you and doubt crash the bars
You don't really wanna go against the

[big
open eye, peep the foulness, wildness
Its bug, niggaz dug in the you holiday thug
Ease up all that and grillin
Get ya melon up, you niggaz is butt
You want me, I'm reppin wb,
Where you me at spillin congac from a cup
With my next to my nuts
Never been to bust
Slug rushin to your head like
If that wasn't as long as strong and tough
We squeeze back, better believe he no breath-black
wit these swayze cats
I got dreams of raising my little queen and nobody stop that
In fact black, if you come at me don't sloppy
All my baby girl got is a to guide her
this world of hatred
And I die to see that she it
And die to let the take it, is you stupid, um...

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

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