Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone

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

Lord forbid, I do a bid, I bid on a sucka's life
And if I did, be a jacknife
I'm out to a clone
Nigga be actin' silicone, still on, still it's on

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

One is drug related
Another body murdered,
Fallen to what I stated
You don't understand me 'cause I'm
My styles come as anorexic

I don't sing church but bust shotguns
At ministers 'cause I trust none
Break out the skull and
Here comes the ill ass nigga with the 357

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

Nigga,

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

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

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

Idiotic, my voodoo's to a mad man
I'm down to put a slug in an
And I'm for whatever, whenever, however
Is clever whether forever or for

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

Nigga,

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it I kick it
But I'm sick with this, it's so
I believe in God, so it's odd
time I bust ill shit, niggaz screamin' "Oh my God"

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

I'm contemplatin' suicide
And like I told your ass before it ain't no fuckin'
I'm mannick depressed, I'm to never confess
I'm the one that put them in my moma chest

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

Came in dependencies, suicidal tendencies
Mental stress got me beggin' for rest
I confess to the real, I'm out to kill a clone
I pop tittie niggaz silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,