Luyện nghe bài hát Street Veteran

f/ Mr.

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[Mr.
Watch me this shit, like a fiend's pipe hit
Yo I do this for thugs the righteous split
turn into dashers at the sight of my blaster
You be type quick but son my bullets run faster
off shots, got you clutching ya knot
Try to plug up the holes, while blood is alot
Put on my knuckles, hit you wit a jab or two,
Now I'm set to stab a dude, him into maggot food

Jack in a magazine, kid be done with it quick

me empty out clips like a son of a bitch.
No remorse in my heart, I've been rotten since
Make sure I the job, kids I'm plotting to hurt
I'm hunting for a skirt, if beautiful, drug her
And if her man riffs, I got the louisville
Ken Griffey swing with an axe at ya
Little pieces of ya all over the place
Attacking shit I'm accurate, never missed a
Open up ya mouth son I'll use my fist to it.
up for real, you better get up ya shield
Cause when I set up to to peel shots be wet as a seal.
Your fleet might be deep, but I'm with worse thugs
Prone to burst slugs, like in First blood!

We get in fights, but I might hit you wit steel pipes

Leave you wit flesh bites, that heal right, if I feel
You dick suckin whore, bitch you Chuck Norris
Bullets travel skulls like fuckin explorers
like the auras and correners, holding foreign objects
Due to cut ya screen like sub marine destroyers
to ya head in bunches
Your goin down like doin lunges
Rippin through stomach muscles crunches
Like metal nunchukes, smashin ya ribs their soft like sponges
up a lung of blood cells
All you super guys get pulverized
When we brawl unsupervised, your eyes are red like trooper
Like having your pupil by a storm trooper
demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up cries
Boxing like romans an ancient greeks, in the middle ages.
Fought with gloves. youll get dangerously beat
Fuck breaking through boards, we're war lords
And maintain jail hard. like chain mail, and swords

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Street veteran, we ya head you need excederin
no fear here
A man we shreddin him

Veteran, ya gear we
When the glocks pop, you drop so hard you crack the

[Mr.
A flurry shots, will you like triceratops
Leave you wet like a bottle of sherry pops in ya grill
Its foul like little babies licking
You disgust me, like old ladies with chicken
Equal rights, if a bitch steps outta line I have to her,
or female, I'll drink ya blood like apple cider
Wish master, out my bitch blaster
Your dead and I'm breathing cause I empty clips
Thugin it out, my is obnoxious
We'll jig you wit lock and dig in your pockets
Blast directly through you Avrirex,
Peirce flesh and bone Earth worms ya dome.
I'm dipped in fatigues and steel combat
Aim for your front tooth and co that loose!
Cold merciless , flirt wit this,
Nine inch cock I pack just to you bitch
And fuck gangsta rap I'll shank ya back
Its hyde hollow tips vs. blanks and caps
unlucky kids that fought me know,
Cause I left their stinking like courtney's sweaty hole.
Aye yo You to us without a weapon to bust,
We'll jack you out your range rover, you trek in the bus!

You'll have your head to you, end up a dead bandit
by the commander of brutal, you betta understand it
We using fistacuffs and pistol
To call ya bluffs, if your full of fluff and your mister tough
remain a peasant, pain is unpleasant
Like eating the brain of
Destroy you crack cocaine resin
Bring it to you like armored
Like a trauma
is benly drama endorsment
Smashing you like the arms of men

A supporter of enforcement
Cock, brain splattered on cement
Seeing cattle is similair to men dying
On euorpean battle fields, shit is real, I'm not lying
You might be missing, by tradition we try to fight a
like weapons that move fast, like the light in the prism
Holmes it off, make a choice, get hit wit bone
Breaking force in ya trachea you can't make a voice

Enter the ring know as the streets
A survive thing if you're weak and we known as cadaver or