Luyện nghe bài hát Sudden Death (Interlude)

Virgin bitches, with rockin' clitches, riches
Snitchin' and trippin' your way into the after
The devil the cross to Christ
On the back of a black hood rat
On an low jack crack hat

I'm humble, but rumble
With any given devil on any level
But must I put into
And black caught

No don't test me, from the ass to the throne
Grown, do it my way, oh, by the way, I don't play
So what you say this lost and found, in lust but bound
To get the from the last sex acts

Sack the tongue kissed the devils daughter
And sent native to the slaughter
The six chapters of an anti-nigga knock
Entitled, 'Life in the lane'
death, in the last lane

I live, the day I die
I live, the day I cry
I'm dead, the day I lie

I'm not takin' pay and lay off's
G's off from the tip off
Less calories
Hope to make a high salary

I got 40 acres to
I got a mule can't wait to [Incomprehensible]
On who gets paid and who gets
And who gets saved and who gets

By burnt pale faces, fiends in high
Faces and faces, traces and cases
And cases of case suits, gettin'
In a two piece multi national noose
the neck of his pops
Got locked and dropped by a cop, stop

Yeah, I got a attitude how do you
Am I supposed to be a
Am I to be a nigga?
Am I supposed to be a
Am I supposed to be a