Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone

You be dead, nigga?
you, you wanna be dead?
Now how you lie I'll kill you
Yeah, kill ya

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

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

One more is related
Another body murdered,
Fallen victim to what I
You don't understand me 'cause I'm
My come sick as anorexic

I don't sing church songs but bust
At ministers 'cause I can't none
out the skull and bones
Here the ill ass nigga with the 357 chrome

And it on in my maggot brain
I remain insane to bring the pain the migraine
Niggaz with breasts I'll snatch yo' heart out chest
And stand a 'cano possessed as I finish 'em
Your silicone leaks,

Nigga,

All I is your screams
screamin' out my name
I weigh my uzi on a triple
Unload my niggaz can't read me
Red rums all I hear so you bleed me

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

You can't this, all aboard this
train, come and ride the midnight maggot brain
I need therapy I shot my therapist
He got me pissed, 'cause I'm nothin' but a suicidalist

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 one mad motherfucker
If you do, sucker, I'm a pop yo silicone

Nigga,

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

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And it's to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it don't it never did
The wicked shit'll never die, I no alibi for murder, shit

I'm suicide 24-7
And like I told your ass it ain't no fuckin' heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm to never confess
I'm the one that put them slugs in my chest

Premeditated murder's always on my fuckin'
outlined chalk to walk the flat line
You wanna know what goes on in my brain
It won't stop until the whole world feels my

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

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,