Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

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

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

[Liquid
Fuck you i you, you fake think you way cool
you gon make you gon pay with your face too
In case spray you lay you on and shake you
bullets that break you and take 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 back
I hesitate to grab the gun and pow
Like Nina my guns go (chyo)
GP comin through, what you gon do
i come into the room, gun aimin at you
Click boom, you don't see right to the tomb
When i come in a crew, let's play with them too
Liquid Assassin, i'ma for mine
Bitch ass nigga, i'ma die for
I'ma grab the heat and i'ma the iron
One two to your chest and one to mind
Ain't get best of me
I put you through more pain pregnancy
I don't really give a damn, what sexy
catch you (???)
You don't want me to even cut the bro
Like a toilet vauilt i'ma drop the shit
Slide to your pad and i'm tip-toe
(???) let the go!

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