Luyện nghe bài hát Oxy Music

I got my hustle
I my hustle off
Oxy contin

I got my chopper
Don't make me him off
Chop chop chop chop him off

1]
Blood on the wall in the air
on the ground pistols everywhere
Devils in the eyes babies cry
Papa home fuck it we all alone
Tryna get rich
Grab me the beaker i'll the white
Heat up the water it in pot
Baking soda and ??? make it
Get you a the razor go chop
Get you a Glock and in a block
Set up ya shop em to ?pop?
?by da cop his ass would shot ya?

2]
Satan in soul let it take control
Oxy cotin fiends the foil low
Let the pill inhale exhale it slow
Let yo heart explode ya to the floor
I gets the dough I hustle
???? got shit on moi
beans 80s fo sure
They like im talkin bout
You know what im bout
No syringes or
Just heroines cousin smoke out

3]
Only lords
And time'll tell
Will I got to
Or I burn in hell
in my mind
Vibratin down my
to my heart
Shoulda been from the start
Now I get from my audio (??????????)
You know I talkin a xanny bro
(nigga we on it be up by the mornin)
You wreck a new wearin panties tho
(threw out my line)Fish up fo sho
(nigga we eatin ya) Ox to
(put my big boy in her)
There she blows higher power controlin her
Keep goin she shittin on niggas excuse all our
Boss boss ???? like we ballin we here for the moment
(We gettin this cash) My ??? be imported my be imported
My grind get your life get deported
deployin
Loosin my while recordin on