Luyện nghe bài hát Stray Bullet

Let the trigger put the pressure to the mechanism
Which gives a response, for the
Clip to release projectiles in file
Forcing me to ignite then travel the barrel

Headed for the light at the end of a
With no specific target in
Slow the flow H2O water
Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter

No remorse for the I take
When you pull it, the result's a bullet
Niggaz who knew hit the ground runnin' and stay
Except for the kids who played on the

'Cause for some little girl, she'll never see more six years of life
Trifling, when she from the seesaw
But umm wait, my course over
Fled out of the other side of her head a red Range Rover

Then I ricochet fast past a ass, oh damn
What that nigga say, "Aw fuck it", target's Margaret's face
And I it, now it's a flood of blood in circumference to her face
And an abundance of brains all the street

Shame, how we had to meet, dashin',
Greet by fuckin' family, they follow behind me in a fashion
Bashin' flesh, I'm wild crashin' through the doors
Of projects hallways to off of the tile

I'm coming for you, little girl, once inside, I shatter world
Swirl, no dreams no hopes when I spray
You better pray, to the or the Vatican
I go rat-tat-a-tat again

I'm mad again, brother, somebody's will be sad again
But, whose blue skies turn gray
From the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray

Nobody seen shit, nobody it
seen shit, nobody heard it
Nobody seen shit, nobody it
seen shit, nobody heard it

Gun of fire, I'm traveling at higher speeds
To proceed to penetrate flesh, hitting the
splitting the chest of a Queens fiend
Age of pagers shredded to from the Glock 9

And it's hollow tips, it releases the in back of the ambulance
Blood loss as I shift across chest
Arrest, rupture, I up ya, slasher
Shall I bust ya liver, faster, blood

Now it's up to the master, boom, as I crash the doors
Thank me for spraying the operating
The body still me, doc had to remove me
Mmm Lord, why do use me?

I'm takin' individual for Hobbes
So peep the cops, in the ghetto shots for props
And when I hit, shit, you forgets-me-not
Cops to explain to his pops what I done

I flip up the tipper and I'm not the one
And as a human I'm the one
Po, I flow the ripper, either way
You never, know how I'm coming

Metamorphasizing, rising in
Condensed into a bullet, pull it, now I'm moves
With no sympathizing, uh, so a hit nigga, sprint
the scenario, I'm at a party with O

A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's playin' the Fudge Pudge
Five niggaz up in the club for a rub
Yo, O it, oh shit, O duck
(Oh shit! Oh shit!)

Another hit, another struck, comes Mr. Stray Bullet
Five, the tip, getting my jollies the screams of the ripped
In your chest, then I flip, nip your liver, blood like a river
starts to shiver then I give a delivery of burns

Bruises fake shoes is renaissance
No response moms is out cold
Figure I'm bigger takin' your heart at twenty years old
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