Luyện nghe bài hát Pain & Torture

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

I ain't asked you to it
you think about it after 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 about shit, niggas mumble about my outfits
But I'm humble, I keep my mouth
Lacin' them well, it was destined for J's in the
I can make you a to hell

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

Yo, I'ma the responsibility 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 that'll 'em

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

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

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

One false move will 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, and torture

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

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

Shit talker, playboy, British
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 the game has taught ya
I'm the author of slick talk, pain and

One move will cost ya, these lames will 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