Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

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And I'm back to the drama, yes that
Double and slap me without armour
cats ...
And a loveable act at y'all
Give me a reason why this season is a sin season of grievin
I grim and the speeds of our fans feelin us
Everybody around me me and it astounds me profoundly
Whether hound me or clown me tryna keep my mind calm
I keep six soundly me all through my town 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
i'm full of money nigga this ain't happenin
When your boat sails away you just sob did a regular job and start to rob
Went when losin your lady your heart harden so,
keep it insane 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 stick niggas
Cap peela, you want me to be that when I snap, nigga

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

[Liquid
you i hate you, you fake think you way cool
Mistakes you gon you gon pay with your face too
In case you lay you on pavement and shake you
From bullets that break you and take you to
You know i'm gon get cash, i that you spit trash
Collide with you crash, i box with you fist fast
I'm not what you think that, i get the clips back
I don't hesitate to the gun and pow
Like Nina my guns go (chyo)
GP through, nigga what you gon do
i come into the room, gun aimin at you
Click boom, you don't wanna see right to the
When i in with a crew, let's play with them too
Liquid Assassin, ride for mine
Bitch ass nigga, i'ma die for
grab the heat and i'ma pack the iron
One two to your chest and one to your
nobody get best of me
I put you through more than pregnancy
I don't really give a damn, sexy beast
Can't you (???)
You want me to even cut the clip bro
Like a toilet vauilt i'ma drop the load
Slide to your pad and i'm creepin
(???) 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 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 right where send me
slide right in, hollow tips in my clip
I'm let them ride out, you give me my shit
Stressin with my Wesson, i'm gon you a lesson
When I come through and ride, you consider it a
my dick, bitch, cause I hate you like a motherfucker
At your front door, 'bout to make mother suffer
Phone cords and ropes, and gauges
The world wants us dead like the way in them
We came in, we conquered, we got what we
Years from now say that your house is haunted