Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

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And I'm back to the drama, yes karma
Double back and me without armour
Troubled ...
And a loveable act at y'all
Give me a reason why this season is a sin season of grievin
I grim greed and the speeds of our fans us
around me downs me and it astounds me profoundly
Whether they hound me or clown me keep my mind calm
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 like a fuckin maniac, in public when a flip the zaniac
They love it nigga this ain't
When i'm of money 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 lady your heart harden so,
I'ma keep it insane with my 30 dollar chain
And use it as for niggas who hate and wanna resurrect samhein
Out of a nigga, with a short end of a stick i'ma stick niggas
Cap peela, you don't want me to be that I snap, nigga

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

Assassin]
Fuck you i you, you fake think you way cool
Mistakes you gon make you gon pay your face too
In case you lay you on pavement and shake you
bullets that break you and take you to angels
You know i'm gon get cash, i know you spit trash
Collide with you quick crash, i box with you fist
I'm not what you think that, i get the clips 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 wanna see right to the tomb
i come in with a crew, let's play with them too
Liquid Assassin, ride for mine
ass nigga, i'ma die for mine
I'ma the heat and i'ma pack the iron
One two to your chest and one to mind
Ain't nobody get of me
I put you through more pain pregnancy
I don't give a damn, what sexy beast
Can't you (???)
You want me to even cut the clip bro
Like a toilet vauilt drop the shit load
Slide to your pad and i'm creepin
(???) 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 straight fuckin over
Cause my trigger finger and i'm far from sober
I gon stop, it just ain't in me
if the prison is right where they'll send me
I'll slide right in, hollow in my clip
I'm let them ride out, unless you give me my
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 your suffer
cords and ropes, pistols and gauges
The wants us dead like the way in them cages
We came in, we conquered, we got we wanted
Years from now they'll say that house is haunted