Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone

You wanna be dead,
Yeah you, you wanna be
Now how you lie 'cause I'll you
Yeah, I'll ya

forbid, I do a bid, I never bid on a sucka's life
And if I did, it'd be a
I'm out to kill a
Nigga be silicone, still it's on, still it's on

In my darkest hour, I clock the
is certain, life is not
I got 13 ways, than 7 days
To change my wicked ways I'm off to an early grave

One more is related
body murdered, premeditated
Fallen victim to I stated
You don't understand me 'cause I'm
My styles sick as anorexic

I sing church songs but bust shotguns
At ministers I can't trust none
out the skull and bones
Here comes the ill ass with the 357 chrome

And it goes on in my brain
I remain insane to bring the with the migraine
Niggaz with I'll snatch yo' heart out 'cho chest
And stand like a 'cano as I finish 'em
Your leaks, nigga

Nigga,

All I hear is your
Somebody's out my name
I my uzi on a triple beam
Unload my niggaz can't read me
Red all I hear so you wanna bleed me

I pop like corns, stickin' niggaz like thorns
And I at your funeral while your family mourns
I'm not inclined to sympathize in my
be glad when you in a body bag for bed time

You can't afford this, all this
Night train, and ride the midnight maggot brain
I some therapy I shot my therapist
He got me pissed, 'cause I'm nothin' but a straight

Idiotic, my symbiotic to a mad man
I'm down to put a slug in an
And I'm for whatever, whenever, however
Is clever whether or for never

So don't test one mad
If you do, dick sucker, I'm a pop yo

Nigga,

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it when I it
But I'm sick with this, it's so
I don't believe in God, so odd
Every time I bust ill shit, screamin' "Oh my God"

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And cocked to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it stop it never did
The wicked never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I'm suicide 24-7
And like I told your ass before it no fuckin' heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to confess
I'm the one that put slugs in my moma chest

Premeditated murder's on my fuckin' mind
Body outlined to walk the flat line
You wanna know what goes on in my maggot
It won't stop until the world feels my pain

Came in dependencies, suicidal tendencies
Mental stress got me beggin' for eternal
I must confess to the real, I'm out to kill a
I pop tittie that's silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,