Luyện nghe bài hát Pain & Torture

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

I asked you to fear it
Mandatory you think about it you hear it
And it's the that's gonna make 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, niggas mumble about my
But I'm humble, I my mouth shut
Lacin' well, it was destined for J's in the cell
I can make you a reservation to

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

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

One move 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 of slick talk, pain and torture

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

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

These are bars for the civilians
is Italian, handgun Brazilian
Open it up and see what Kiss ya
Slick talk, pain and

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

Yo, I flip around, sorta like birds and pounds
Rub shoulders in the industry with nerds and
Give it to deserve the rounds
Hollow tips, move organs and nerves

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 buddy sniffin'

talker, playboy, British walker
Rather be home like, "God, get 'em off us"
After the sun shine, it gets
Slick talk, and torture

One false move will cost ya, these lames cross ya
let the game 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 from what the game has ya
I'm the of slick talk, pain and torture