Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Tooth

(Blaze Ya Homie)
Sweeter a bag of cheva dipped in molasses
The honey blunt got too much resin up on my
You see me in the candy store
Got me all off guard why I was here
What I'm for
Candy coated sticks
Hookers by the machine
Looking to tricks
For fix
As I up in my belt
And out the candy cane
And extract a couple ju-ju off into your brain
Watch your fall and crumble like peanut brittle
Got you oozing from your
be caramel in the middle
In the center of your nuget, a bullet
And shock spit from trigger
time I pull it
I reach for the ginger out the register
Give me all this and a hundred mothafucker
in the parking lot waiting on me
While R.O.C. is tying up the

(Chorus)
Bitches, hoes, and dro
On Halloween I got a sweet tooth for
Candy, and tootsie rolls
On Halloween I got a tooth for everything
Hookers, drugs, and thugs
On Halloween I got a tooth for everything
Serving bitches with a beat down mug
On I got a sweet tooth for everything

(The R.O.C.)
My pains go deep
then the core of the Earth
While the sleeps,
I
Brain is high on the outcome
Human bodies in and out
From the place where they
I like the wind

Smoking up their knowledge

As I millions of miles through the core of the Sun
The more light we have come to bring the terror so run
My chucks are like a belt
my tooth
Mamma's set to blow the roof
My, I spy all the negative energy it radiates
it into misery
Take a piece if you
All fifty are fixed laced
With the shit you ever sipped
Now surrender all your to my nigga JD
And blaze with your dead
The street
Me and Twiztid made of ether
Knocking cop out, they reach us
And if you us
on up and you'll find
The tooth monstrous internet lines
Are all
Leaving bodies
treats frozen
Many posin'
will be chosen
They all taste
Sweet tooth for your life muthafuckas

(Chorus)
Bitches, hoes, and dro
On Halloween I got a sweet for everything
Candy, and tootsie rolls
On Halloween I got a sweet for everything
Hookers, drugs, and thugs
On I got a sweet tooth for everything
Serving ugly with a beat down mug
On I got a sweet tooth for everything

(JD Tha Weedman)
me, JD
The W double
From
With a sweet tooth for your bag
Run your tricks and your treats and your sack
I'm the one all dressed in the gang rags
Walking on your while I'm spraying my set tag
Dumping out the of the '65
See the blood splattered
D's on the ride

(Blaze Ya Homie)
Off in the
(Where we at man?)
Way in the
I'm the monster you gone have to
To yo'
and whatever
You brought tonight I'm taking it with or without a
I got a sweet tooth for your pocket
I'm proof baby don't believe me?
Shoot!
You kill a dead man
Who died so many times
That it's getting old being

(Chorus x3)
Bitches, hoes, and dro
On Halloween I got a sweet for everything
Candy, popcorn and rolls
On Halloween I got a sweet for everything
Hookers, drugs, and thugs
On Halloween I got a sweet for everything
Serving ugly bitches with a down mug
On I got a sweet tooth for everything