Luyện nghe bài hát Ominous Opulence

[Verse 1: Marc
Hit a
Yeah nigga, hit a
it on yo' bitch
Blew the
Yeah, I blew this
Then she the dick
Yeah I her strip
Yeah I told her
you fuckin' with
I'mma fuckin'
Fuckin'
Chillin' wit' the
Put 'em in the 6
I'm
Crackers gave me 5 shoulda me 6
Suck the
I give a fuck
5 shit
Sin the
I get it low
Then I the shit
Bring it
I'm gettin' cash
Know I'm gettin'
it fast
Then she my mind
I blew her back
Blew it all
I don't a fuck
I get it
heavy D
I don't a fuck I'm in the trap
In the
All you whack
All you whack

Da$H]
All you niggas whack man
fact
Niggas who the fuck it is
Yo, yo, yo
2: Da$H]
Risk like Evel Knievel
Knox wit' the box cutter
Woulda play a dead bolt the way it butter
Cop hunter, invest in the block in the stocks plunger
cock munching
I'm top tier, let it off and the block clear
I'm who opps fear, you faker a croc's tears
Straight for sauce, and the taker to steak the odds
Play the cards right, you end up a with pounds to the ceiling
Assorting work, you a squealer
I don't need partners, in and outta state, counting of cake
Cross the map, is see-sawing, up and down the rate
Saw your bitch had lips on her, so I drown her face
Same newspaper, story, niggas really bore me
poorly, say you real but repping all your homies stories
Living like a [?], mob connected nigga, tested
Mac-11 with the out is turning problems wretched
infested, devious thoughts help me pay the cost
Living wild, with the reaper get filed
Problem child, going hard until my dialed
I turn the off, fuck it, nigga I'm thrown off
The Captain make it happen, ran myself a gold Porche
need a Mazi, and the [?] end up a body nabbed
Did 5, home brolic, we need the profit
the drop 6, live off experience, on some lock shit
Dead man walking, I'm sparking cross my path
4 pound larking, it a faggot to walking scabs
Test my word, my niggas flexing, bending, and birds
All my men absurd, mess of murder so that the heard
Yeah, pussy nigga cut text alert

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