Luyện nghe bài hát Raymond 1969

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They say the gangsters back, kid got a attack
Straight out insomniac, let's get this fucker
Loadin up pistols while high
45 nine, we smoking in nickels and dimes
My nigga 12 said he with it, yeah
Gave him a sherm stick and him while he hit it
Soon as he lit it was finished, now cock back the gat
mask and gloves, let's get to buisiness
But they worry about
Killed a bitch and get his family manana
Didn't get a coma nor a for the karma
Just an imaginary stripe so he can hold his in honor
Zombie land a bunch of dead men
Livin abortion they oughta raise the on coffins
Fucking a killing but I ain't dying up in prison
loaded clip my brain up to the ceiling
Money-money, hoes, clothes, nigga all we know
Murder-murder, get your fucking cap peeled
Fear around here, I death around here
be snooping 'round here, get dogged around here
They say the world gon end
Shit it over since Raymond recruited soldiers
1969 of devils time
walking up in no shrine shit I'm living a life of crime
Pops never gave a my mom crying
She can see it in my eyes, I lost my
Sneakin out the window angel dust in my endo
Keys to her ignition new ya betta limbo
Fire pits let to I hardly miss
Nigga ditch sleep on my dog ain't that a
And I on my Odd Future tip
But snatch a nigga intestines from his nose and his ass to shit
But they worry Osama
Blood and Crip lifetime of Jeffery Dhamers
Flashy for the I'm on it I pop your collar
Suicidal ain't fucking with these young connivers, we
Didn't learn to in school
But out I learned some shit, 36 a 28 grams a zip
Pot and white cookies
pat me down but won't touch on my girls tooshi
Fuck they the lady cop they tryna book me
All else fails balloon packs tampon that
Back to the set to laugh it and get it off
Lobster tails and butter sauce clothes still a boss
On a robbing spree
Probably be televised, bitch I want the to see
Now you dumb fuckas of him
Sickest nigga out I out that blood's burgundy
But they worry about
9/11 passengers ain't seen type of drama
Vietnam wars I'm copper galore
Bodies hit the god knows I'm playing lord for sure
Make money, money-money-money
Take money, take
money, steal money-money-money
Kill money, my