Luyện nghe bài hát Street Veteran

f/ Mr.

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

Jack in a magazine, kid be done with it quick

Watch me empty out like a son of a bitch.
No remorse in my heart, I've been rotten birth
Make I finish 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 slugger
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 to clog it.
Dead up for real, you better get up ya
Cause when I set up to to shots you'll be wet as a seal.
Your fleet be deep, but I'm rollin 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 bites, that heal right, if I feel spite
You dick suckin whore, you ain't Chuck Norris
Bullets travel through like fuckin explorers
like the auras and correners, holding foreign objects
Due process to cut ya screen like sub marine
to ya head in bunches
Your down like munchkins doin lunges
Rippin through stomach like crunches
Like metal nunchukes, smashin ya ribs their soft like sponges
Coughin up a lung of cells
All you super will get pulverized
When we brawl unsupervised, your eyes are red like trooper
Like having pupil stomped by a storm trooper
Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm up cries
Boxing like romans an ancient greeks, in the middle ages.
Fought with spiked gloves. youll get beat
Fuck breaking through boards, we're war lords
And maintain jail hard. like mail, and broad swords

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Street veteran, we crack ya you need excederin
Aint no fear
A man we shreddin him

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

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

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

A supporter of gore
Cock, splattered on floor cement
Seeing cattle killed is to men dying
On euorpean fields, shit is that real, I'm not lying
You might be missing, by we try to fight a fishin
Were like that move fast, like the light in the prism
take it off, make a choice, get hit wit bone
Breaking force in ya trachea till you make a voice

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