Luyện nghe bài hát Last Laugh

Reflections of my own life like a fire
Powder the memories life seems a bad dream
for cenetries physical and the mental
When I crashed through
I was but still I
my curse found my hustle

Stack paper made it wide
the dream, don't be a hater son
Think you the one
Gotta put you on the son
Cut ass up see you later mass
Gotta drop your praying nigga
You ain't a player hust a nigga

I'm the in your nightmares unstoppable
When you see me on the street a audible
I got you covered, it
And you can't dodge this baby
This ain't the
Got to put you in your
Hide your in the basement
boys wonder where your face went

Homey we keet on us
like mufflers to calm down I sell
But explode those things so fast
They know not to gas self
They fuck with us, we laugh last
Homey we those on us
like mufflers to calm down I sell
But still those things so fast
They know not to gas self
They can't with us, we laugh last

Backbreakers of the game many many
Legendary criminal to be professional
I rain supreme ever my days you
Rock vest to push your range
No doubt it we grew up in the cloud

up in your magazine just to see what were about
Peep the case, see me, ask
Why that black ass nigga flows the piano?
it good for that hoody in the front row
Thats my good pro for the juggalo

Three guns for the battle man
Shoot the whole scene make the rattle
Duece, double o, slow church folk say we ain't got too more
Either man comes I'm gonna hit 'em with the head
So be careful on what you

we keet those on us
Smoke mufflers to calm down I sell
But still those things so fast
They know not to gas self
They can't with us, we laugh last
Homey we those on us
like mufflers to calm down I sell
But still those things so fast
know not to gas they self
They can't fuck with us, we last

Yo I was walking on the block heard a of shots
one in the leg and I know who did it
They gonna get it up my leg up
Bounced and got strapped up
I that drama shit I'm all gassed up
I lit kush up and got doughed up
And thought all the foul shit I did
I can't help it, I was this way a kid

Then I out the crib hunt down my pray
The look in my eyes I sniffed some yay
Ran up their homes and away
He away twin got the last laugh today
Anybody I keep that on me
You had to die homey thats of the game
I got guns put niggaz don't know how to
I'm in the shooting range the art

we keet those on us
Smoke like to calm down I sell
But still explode those things so
They know not to gas self
They can't fuck us, we laugh last
we keet those on us
Smoke like mufflers to down I sell
But still explode things so fast
They know not to gas they
can't fuck with us, we laugh last