Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

[Tech
And I'm back to the drama, yes that
back and slap me without armour
Troubled ...
And a act extractin at y'all
Give me a reason why this is ceasin a sin season of grievin
I grim greed and the speeds of our fans us
Everybody around me downs me and it astounds me
Whether they hound me or clown me tryna keep my mind
I keep six soundly around me all through my and your county
But i hit that ground i found i'm a walkin time bomb
I feel like a fuckin maniac, in when a flip the zaniac
They it nigga this ain't actin
When i'm of money nigga this ain't happenin
When dream boat sails away you just sob did a regular job and start to rob
Went crazy when losin your lady your heart so,
I'ma keep it with my 30 thousand dollar chain
And use it as bait for niggas who and wanna resurrect samhein
Out of a sick nigga, with a short end of a stick i'ma stick
Cap peela, you don't want me to be when I snap, nigga

One, two, comin for you
Three, four, at your door
Five, six, got guns and
Seven, eight, seld your faith
One, two, comin for you
Three, four, Tecca's at door
Five, six, got guns and
Seven, eight, seld your faith

[Liquid
you i hate you, you fake think you way cool
Mistakes you gon make you gon pay with face too
In case spray you lay you on pavement and you
From bullets that break you and you to angels
You know i'm gon get cash, i know that you trash
Collide with you quick crash, i box with you fist
I'm not what you think that, i won't get the clips
I don't hesitate to the gun and pow
Like Tecca my guns go (chyo)
GP comin through, nigga you gon do
When i into the room, gun aimin at you
Click boom, you don't wanna see to the tomb
When i come in with a crew, let's with them too
Liquid Assassin, i'ma ride for
Bitch ass nigga, i'ma die for
I'ma grab the heat and i'ma pack the
One two to your and one to your mind
Ain't get best of me
I put you more pain than pregnancy
I really give a damn, what sexy beast
catch you (???)
You want me to even cut the clip bro
Like a toilet vauilt i'ma the shit load
Slide to your pad and i'm tip-toe
(???) let the go!

C]
These boys are sick, these boys are
On a lay face down, ask me how
If you piss me off homie, then it's fuckin over
Cause my trigger finger switchin and i'm far sober
I ain't gon stop, it just in me
Even if the prison is where they'll send me
I'll slide right in, hollow in my clip
I'm let them ride out, unless you me my shit
with my Wesson, i'm gon teach you a lesson
When I through and ride, you consider it a blessing
my dick, bitch, cause I hate you like a motherfucker
At your front door, 'bout to make mother suffer
Phone cords and ropes, pistols and
The world us dead like the way in them cages
We in, we conquered, we got what we wanted
Years from now they'll say that your is haunted