Luyện nghe bài hát Solomon Grundy

Gun in my hand,
Hand me a gram,
Misunderstanded with the family man,
I'm banging, I'm
I'm training in state
I hang with the same
Aim at your
The shit you say cute?
I relate, duke
The pound's related to the ache in the face full
Nigga, I hate you, break you, Ivan
I'm to put pellets in your pecan pronto
P! Ain't money, we can't convo
You under pressure, pa
P strong, though
I in the shells, I beat up your squad
You in jail, you Chico DeBarge
Fucking nickel bag
I sell coke that's than milk of magnesia
Frankenstein when I'm mine
You think you rhyme, you should of mine
I my bones shaving Sharon Stones in a school zone
One way ticket from the to a pool home
Trapping, balling, and rappin is the hoods holy
I sold a pack 'fore I lost my
Surrounded by speed freaks and weed
Quiet down, listen up g's speak
Return of the body catcher, the been captured
Caught up in the rapture, I a bunch of rappers
Ain't no in the marshland
Fumes from the meth turn me into the swamp man
lines and Amy Winehouse
Walk fine lines in
Coulda made some better
I didn't always have to listen to the
Thug in my bloodline, mud pies and buys
The dead on and love dies
Ill Bill murder futuristic like Laffoley
Haul your away
Reptilian like a cannibal's
Horrifying like dying in a two-passenger
Nosediving, fire in the sky, showers of
Houses of pain on hills and mountainous terrain
Even a chills after an ounce of sour to the face
I'm the lightning that the worshipped
The sight of when a rifles
I'm a decisive
Liquor on a bullet
, the Henny sting
Everything is
I'm a Metal King
labeled intelligent, irreverent, malevolent
True indeed, a veteran
On point the Devil's chin
Surrounded by & statues of smiling death
Assassins pistols capture your dying breath
Like you stepped into a horror
Kill you then you in the middle of a blizzard of hollow tips
Grundy