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 asked you to fear it
Mandatory you think 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 ain't 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 verse any rapper is
Something like a poet and an
The only difference is that I mix slick talk pain and torture

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

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

I gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede
Lotta bodies because of betrayed feelins'
What rappers you know made it and stay dealin'
niggas just fell back and they saved millions

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

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

One false move cost ya, these lames 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, pain and

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

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

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

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

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