Luyện nghe bài hát Pain & Torture

Yeah niggas, so this is what it all down to, ha? Ha?
This is what come 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 it's the evils that's gonna you have to compare it
You me, I swing back 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 keep my mouth
Lacin' well, it was destined for J's in the cell
I can you a reservation to hell

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

One false move will cost ya, these 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, and torture

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

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

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

These are pedestrian for the civilians
Shoes is Italian, handgun
it up and see what Kiss brought ya
Slick talk, pain and

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

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

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

Get money, riffin'
I'm definitely cut different, I twist honey's, piffin
Get my from an old G
With a good job and all that love sniffin'

Shit talker, playboy, British
be home 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
let the game extort ya
Try to learn from the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, and torture

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