Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Dissin U

They call me
Cause the way the is interjected
You talk you gonna regret it
Fuck it, you it
your mouth fool
I'm on the
to play
For you say
One of pain on display
Bitch off
Too late bitch is spread out, you jack off
Keepin you that you was dead off
The
understand it? Let me explain
All that shit you drove me insane
But my brain swells, my ears
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember
Head's get cracked with bats
I love the it makes when it pings
I love it when my ears ring
on suckers in a second
Leave you with no sign of
Rearrange your whole section
Disease, infection, night I die slowly
Covered in corn stalks, by the oak trees
muthafuckas
Get hands in the air muthafuckas
ain't a game
I don't talk shit I slit necks just
Catchin' the
And keeping a look out for the
If I get hit by the I'm goin' out like Val Kilmer
Heat the whole squad, the bomb then watch em simmer
Pain is a beautiful thang it my spine shiver
Murder for hire, better believe I

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

Moving with the speed of the sonic exhaust
Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and
Half of the world is and alive
Other half is depressed and they to die
I.S.I.
Why ask
Realize a killer in your face
him in his eyes
Before your dies
I'ma grab your soul straight up out your
Put it in my black jar
all the rest
Of the
rhymes with precision
Eliminating
And all of our divisions are cuttin like an
While other is missin
With enough cheese for 3 in college with tuition
Take a listen I knowledge like a teacher
An ill preaching a sermon
I learning how to sing along with the dead man's song
got an X in his head so I know what side he's on
And brain people always say right on
They got 10 on the weed we all high arms
We let bygones be and then dismiss
Your wack ass bitches in the
the diss
Cause you let your show too many times
It goes way deeper than
Fuck a beat cause I accapella
ass fella
Used to fuck
In the of the pumpkin coach
Smoking roach after
Fuck her all
And in the make me French toast
Coast to
Drop knowledge like a
I.S.I. in bitch we play the preachers

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