Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Full Of Hatred

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

once in my scope, there aint no hope, i dont care.
you now, but when u see me, picture wheel chair
because my hug be fuckin off your 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 bitch and imma cut yo
and i aint ever met a nigga that aint lied about pussy to day
but i trippin, mothafucka roll a J
cos i dont a fuck, nigga whats the score
i got mines and nigga i yours
rat head mothafuckas get government cheesed
and get the extent of punishment by any fuckin means
so i'm livin like a dope dealer poppin in his
Bit his apple mothafucka that game in '89
its like FUCK YOU MAYNE, COCAINE!
that one hitter quitter done got yo
now its on it poppin, and aint no
money comes first nigga bodies start
get hit like they comin across the middle
cos i aint got no time for no mothafuckin
cos bullshit walks, and money loud
smilin shows weakness, so dont smile
full of hatred, goin off dank right
nigga i'm huntin, mothafuck yo life!

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