Luyện nghe bài hát Smothered Mate

Guns, guns, guns, guns,

His autobiography had to an end
With the final written in blood upon a skin
From snakes, that was as rodents
Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is

Some kids at a young age, their is fractured
Their mind store the sickest images ever
draw pistols to resolve issues
To give 'em a sense of to expose the brain tissue

The shells was of a violent event
That left a young dealer bent from a rounds spent
The lifestyle is a miles from a minister
A con game with something far more sinister

Peer got him moving faster
A paradise of mutation open the of disaster
And murder is not the only cold blooded
You got fiends that'll torture the to get a dime

Empty ya nigga and don't move
You react any other way and they'll
'Cuz they ain't got a problem laying ya ass out
Or putting in work so you can see what it's

Money got the flow, and don't stop
drugs or a hoe, nigga, stay on top
'Cuz don't have a problem with running up in ya house
And it to the ground after the shit is doused

I him to save his breathe
'Cuz he hovered on the brink of
He wasn't right before he left
His life took an turn
For those who walked that path, a lesson to learn

Coming a nesting ground of those on the growl
In a state of darkness, menacing on the
Local rivals and competitors
Who try to stay clear from the spying eyes of

On the hunt, constantly taught persistence
Those with heart keep a respectful distance
The prey know it's too hot to lay in the
They shaded areas a few feet from the heat

'Cuz if not, then, it will be one
Who will soon evaporate a scorching sun
'Cuz when the drought is on, it's little
Then lies ahead, dehydration and eventual death

Empty ya pockets and don't move
You react any way and they'll prove
'Cuz they ain't got a with laying ya ass out
Or putting in work so you can see what about

Money got the flow nigga and stop
Whether or a hoe, nigga, stay on top
'Cuz they don't have a with running up in ya house
And burning it to the after the shit is doused

We music from the heart
And not the charts