Luyện nghe bài hát Ominous Opulence

[Verse 1: Mavri¢k]
Hit a
nigga, hit a lick
Blew it on yo'
Blew the
Yeah, I blew this
Then she the dick
Yeah I told her
Yeah I her strip
Mothafucka you with
fuckin' pimp
Fuckin'
wit' the 'files
Put 'em in the 6
I'm
gave me 5 shoulda gave me 6
Suck the
I don't a fuck
5 shit
Sin the
I get it low
Then I flip the
Bring it
Know I'm gettin'
I'm gettin' that
Blew it
she blew my mind
Then I her back
it all today
I don't a fuck
I get it
Movin' D
I don't give a I'm in the trap
In the
All you niggas
All you niggas

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

Cause if you know, and so you do now
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