Luyện nghe bài hát Stray Bullet

Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the
Which a response, for the automatic
Clip to release projectiles in single
Forcing me to ignite then through the barrel

for the light at the end of a tunnel
With no specific in sight
Slow the flow like H2O
Visualize, the scene of a homicide, a

No remorse for the course I
When you pull it, the result's a stray
Niggaz who knew hit the ground and stay down
for the kids who played on the playground

'Cause for some little girl, she'll never see than six years of life
Trifling, she fell from the seesaw
But umm wait, my isn't over
Fled out of the other side of her head towards a red Rover

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

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

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

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

Nobody seen shit, nobody it
Nobody seen shit, nobody 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, the splint
After the chest of a Queens fiend
Age of pagers shredded to from the Glock 9

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

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

I'm takin' individual for keeps
So peep the cops, in the ghetto bustin' for props
And when I hit, shit, you forgets-me-not
Cops tried to explain to his pops 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, ever know how I'm

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

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

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

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