Luyện nghe bài hát Pain & Torture

Yeah niggas, so is what it all boils down to, ha? Ha?
This is what it's to, ha? Ha?
Playoffs, yo booms, fuck
We back,

I ain't you to fear it
Mandatory you think about it you hear it
And the evils that's gonna make you have to compare it
You know me, I swing through and see who got hit after I air it

But it ain't about shit, mumble about my outfits
But I'm humble, I my mouth shut
Lacin' them well, it was for J's in the cell
I can make you a to hell

Then blow you out the water, I'm out of your
Me any rapper is slaughter
Something like a and an author
The only difference is that I mix talk with pain and torture

One move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game ya
Try to from what the game has taught ya
I'm the of slick talk, pain and torture

One false move will ya, these lames will cross ya
Don't let the game ya
Try to learn from what the has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and

Yo, take the responsibility for bringing it back
They rappin' with hostility, meanin' they
But again, I feel 'em
Knowin' they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em

I gotta a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings
bodies drop because of betrayed feelins'
What other rappers you know it and stay dealin'
Smart just fell back and they saved millions

These are pedestrian for the civilians
Shoes is Italian, Brazilian
Open it up and see Kiss brought ya
Slick talk, and torture

One false move will cost ya, these lames will ya
Don't let the game ya
Try to from what the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and

One false will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
let the game extort ya
Try to learn from the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and

Yo, I flip words around, like birds and pounds
Rub shoulders in the industry nerds and clowns
Give it to whoever the rounds
Hollow tips, move organs and around

Get money, fuck
I'm definitely cut different, I twist honey's, puff
Get my insight an old G
With a good job and all that buddy sniffin'

talker, playboy, British walker
Rather be like, "God, please get 'em off us"
After the sun shine, it darker
talk, pain and torture

One false move will cost ya, lames will cross ya
Don't let the game ya
Try to learn from what the has taught ya
I'm the author of talk, pain and torture

One false will cost ya, these lames will cross ya
let the game extort ya
Try to learn from what the has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and