Luyện nghe bài hát Ominous Opulence

[Verse 1: Mavri¢k]
Hit a
nigga, hit a lick
Blew it on yo'
the shit
Yeah, I blew this
Then she the dick
Yeah I told her
Yeah I her strip
Mothafucka you fuckin'
I'mma pimp
Fuckin'
Chillin' the 'files
Put 'em in the 6
I'm
Crackers gave me 5 gave me 6
the dick
I give a fuck
5 percenter
Sin the
I get it low
Then I the shit
Bring it
Know I'm cash
Know I'm that
Blew it
Then she blew my
Then I blew her
it all today
I give a fuck
I get it
Movin' D
I give a fuck I'm in the trap
In the
All you whack
All you niggas

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

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