Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Dissin U

They me Hektik
Cause the way the pain is
You talk shit you regret it
it, you said it
Watch your mouth
I'm on the
to play
For you say
One level of pain on
Bitch off
Too late your bitch is spread out, you off
you wishing that you was dead off
The
understand it? Let me explain
All shit you talked drove me insane
But my brain swells, my bleed
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember
Head's get cracked with baseball
I the sound it makes when it pings
I even love it my ears ring
Stomp on in a second
Leave you with no of recollection
Rearrange whole memory section
Disease, infection, night I die slowly
in corn stalks, protected by the oak trees
Freeze
Get your hands in the air
ain't a game
I don't talk shit I slit necks just
Catchin' the
And a look out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the cops I'm out like Val Kilmer
Heat the whole squad, the bomb then watch em simmer
Pain is a beautiful it makes my spine shiver
Murder for hire, better believe I

(Chorus x2)
If you somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin (Oh yeah)

Moving with the of the robot sonic exhaust
Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and
Half of the is corrupt and alive
Other half is and they want to die
I.S.I.
Why ask
Realize a killer in your face
Look him in his
Before your body
I'ma grab your straight up out your chest
Put it in my glass jar
With all the
Of the
Pack with precision
Eliminating
And all of our divisions are like an incision
other suckers is missin
With enough cheese for 3 niggas in with tuition
Take a listen I drop knowledge a teacher
An ill preaching a sermon
I been learning how to along with the dead man's song
He's got an X in his head so I know what he's on
And brain dead people say right on
They got 10 on the weed cause we all high
We let bygones be bygones and then
Your wack ass bitches in the
Fuck the
Cause you let your colors too many times
It goes way deeper rhymes
Fuck a beat cause I rock
Crazy ass
to fuck Cinderella
In the back of the pumpkin
Smoking roach roach
her all night
And in the make me French toast
Coast to
Drop knowledge a teacher
I.S.I. in this bitch we the preachers

(Chorus x2)
If you think dissin you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin