Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold teeth on my silver
Frosted on the paint job
boy from that pit of goons
White folks that you rob
Yeah, at fourteen four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade with a
on my fake watch
Levis the thrift shop
Rhymes on my feet, FUCK
Daddy's in the [?] now
Clay stuck in my cleats,
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' Bama does
Meet girls in these green
Grass stains from the walk
Cargo pants of M80's
Crushed in my watch pocket
No dope to [?]
Geeked up, out
Tired eyed, fried
Mouth full, out
Mushrooms, sack
Backwoods hold the dope
Gotta half an O in a crystal
girls in a web trap
Brainwashed a vegetable
Take some of this blood
Kinfolk it's me and you
mates with a twenty-two
Witchcraft and the is through

Light switch, nah
They shut the motherfucking off
Ain't a bitch, fuck ya'll
Gotta get my neighbor up just to make a
Light switch, ya'll
grab a notepad, I'mma write it off
That's right bitch, I'mma it off
Looking at this shit, it's like to a light switch

2]
Out to my old life with tall-boy
Drink it to the spit bath
Ice on the floorboard
Role can't get that
My whole motto was just
it off and just get mad
Either way I'm up on the
for cars to throw bricks at
Anarchy is in my
Middle and pipe bombs
That's how I stay
With no dad, right
Fishing hook on the hat
Grease my white nails
Hard truth to this world
quick to fight well
Give thanks to the
I'm a chef when I'm alone
a cook a banana peel for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin with a big bend makes no smoke, hood smoke
Before the [?] I was res' with [?]
Skull up them cross bones that's no place to borrow soap
Pirates out in that deep south go pop pills Pablo
Don't speak Spanish they heat
Crime watch and them pine
And the black suit them mag lights
We them boys in the pine box

3]
Trench in the hallway
That man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got them safe
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in that sight
Tears drop on that piece
clothes, Johnny Cash
Come hostile and you leave in
White stripes, red
White stars, blue
banner's up in that trailer park
Them pigs flashing blue lights
motherfucker
Power trip and they pat you
Stunt ya growth with a cage
That'll a grown man act a clown
Tire treads on them gravel
Old with them rusty hoods
Baby seats of crystal meth
High risk but the money's
Sherm sticks in the hand
I smoke by the case
Watching all of in my land
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease trap of the pit
Oh how they just it
dropping like flies yeah
They got a plan for you, just for it
That was a major bitch
But man I feel
Took this like a dung beetle
I had a ball, I