Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

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And I'm to the drama, yes that karma
Double back and 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 and the speeds of our fans feelin us
Everybody around me downs me and it astounds me
Whether they hound me or clown me tryna keep my mind
I keep six around me all through my town and your county
But i hit that ground cause i found i'm a time bomb
I feel like a fuckin maniac, in public a flip the zaniac
They love it this ain't actin
When i'm full of nigga this ain't happenin
When your dream boat sails away you just sob did a job and start to rob
Went crazy when losin your lady heart harden so,
I'ma keep it insane with my 30 thousand dollar
And use it as for niggas who hate 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 that when I snap,

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

Assassin]
Fuck you i hate you, you fake you way cool
you gon make you gon pay with your face too
In spray you lay you on pavement and shake you
From that break you and take you to angels
You know i'm gon get cash, i know that you trash
with you quick crash, i box with you fist fast
I'm not what you think that, i won't get the clips
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 with a crew, let's with them too
Liquid Assassin, i'ma for mine
ass nigga, i'ma die for mine
I'ma grab the heat and i'ma the iron
One two to your chest and one to mind
nobody get best of me
I put you through pain than pregnancy
I don't really give a damn, what beast
catch you (???)
You don't want me to even cut the bro
Like a toilet vauilt i'ma drop the shit
Slide to pad and i'm creepin tip-toe
(???) let the go!

C]
These are sick, these boys are foul
On a lay face down, ask me how
If you piss me off homie, then it's straight fuckin
my trigger finger switchin 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
slide right in, hollow tips 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 come and ride, you consider it a blessing
my dick, bitch, cause I hate you like a motherfucker
At your front door, 'bout to make your mother
cords and ropes, pistols and gauges
The world wants us dead like the way in cages
We in, we conquered, we got what we wanted
Years from now they'll say your house is haunted