Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone

You be dead, nigga?
Yeah you, you wanna be
Now how you lie 'cause kill you
Yeah, I'll 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 kill a
Nigga be actin' silicone, it's on, still it's on

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

One more is related
body murdered, premeditated
Fallen victim to what I
You understand me 'cause I'm dyslexic
My styles sick as anorexic

I don't sing church songs but shotguns
At ministers 'cause I can't trust
Break out the and bones
Here comes the ill ass nigga the 357 chrome

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

Nigga,

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

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

You afford this, all aboard this
Night train, come and the midnight maggot brain
I need some therapy I my therapist
He got me pissed, 'cause I'm but a straight suicidalist

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

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

Nigga,

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it when I it
But I'm sick this, it's so ridiculous
I believe in God, so it's odd
Every time I bust ill shit, screamin' "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 stop it did
The shit'll 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 them in my moma chest

Premeditated murder's always on my fuckin'
Body outlined chalk to walk the 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 rest
I must to the real, I'm out to kill a clone
I pop niggaz that's silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,