Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Full Of Hatred

I dont cry no more so its on.
u caught up in the mode of the new Jim
problems in the world make mary a hit
mothafuckas gettin raised like pits.
nigga can you the hatred, i want you to die.
creepin bolo, always solo, got me high
my eyes are low, my heart is cold, my cause you pain
my niggas man they want the dank these white girls like the
problems in the make niggas wanna kill
so i slang my rope just to make a joint to you off the real
foul rat daddies my mind go smash
niggas all day, but still about they cash
are u a killa, or are you a ass nigga (nigga)
like a worm (worm), slimy like a caterpillar (caterpillar)
mind of hatred.. killa!(kill'em!)
and if they dont come go n get em! (go get em!)
its like world war 3 in the zone
and goes when street lights come on
and i'm sweatin, every nite no noise
always mad, never glad, brings me joy
so lay to your mothafuckin nemesis (lay it down)
you say u caught me? ima ask for witnesses (witnesses)
its like the dragon, i creep like bruce
all cars, cop killa on the loose

once in my scope, aint no hope, because i dont care.
you walkin now, but u see me, picture wheel chair
because my bear hug be fuckin off vertebrae
and now you lookin a cat on the freeway
you start actin like a child and imma call you
you try to play me like a and imma cut yo tongue
and i aint met a nigga that aint lied about pussy to this day
but i aint trippin, roll a J
cos i give a fuck, nigga whats the score
i got mines and nigga i yours
they rat head mothafuckas get cheesed
and get the full extent of punishment by any means
so i'm livin a dope dealer poppin in his prime
Bit his apple mothafucka dope game in '89
its like FUCK YOU MAYNE, COCAINE!
that one quitter done got yo brain
now its on it poppin, and aint no
money comes first bodies start droppin
niggas get hit like they comin the middle
cos i aint got no for no mothafuckin riddles
cos bullshit walks, and money talks
smilin shows weakness, so niggas dont
mind full of hatred, goin off right
i'm head huntin, mothafuck yo life!

its like peeka boo boo, nigga i see ya
but what i got for ya fool i wouldnt be ya
the 6'6 whale's in the cuts, like starsky n hutch
and i'm puffin on skunk. so nigga knuckle up and ur grill u guard
cos imma try to stick you a snitch on the yard
i my walk i talk my talk sometimes i mite give orders
deceptacons, get ready to roll on all these
cos niggas care they takin chewy to the brain
mind full of hatred, off that caine to the
bow down u little bitch hear the
gets took like statutory rape
and its on, voices off in my dome
steady gettin high in my all chrome
CHIT CHATTA! mothafuckas dont matter
niggas get beat like pancake
cracked egg, fried like pork
i got niggas east, west, south, and north
like a compass, life dont mean shit to me, fuck it
full of hatred smokin chewy in a bucket
these fucks get ate like fish
skinned shrimp, beat then lynched
cos fool I'm known to rip shit and fool im known to burn
and all that other bullshit Dre Dog is not concerned
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