Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Tooth

(Blaze Ya Homie)
then a bag of cheva dipped in molasses
The honey got too much resin up on my glasses
You can't see me in the candy
Got me all off forgot why I was here
I'm shopping for
Candy coated sticks
Hookers by the machine
to turn tricks
For fix
As I up in my belt
And out the candy cane
And extract a couple ju-ju bees off into brain
Watch your fall and crumble like peanut brittle
Got you oozing your walls
Must be in the middle
In the center of your nuget, a bullet
And tarts spit from trigger
Each time I it
I reach for the snaps out the register
Give me all and a hundred grand mothafucker
JD's in the parking lot on me
While R.O.C. is up the security

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

(The R.O.C.)
My hunger go deep
Deeper then the core of the
the planet sleeps,
I
Brain is high on the outcome
bodies moving in and out
From the where they subside
I like the wind

Smoking up their knowledge

As I fall of miles through the core of the Sun
The more light we come to bring the terror so just run
My chucks are a utility belt
Detach my
Mamma's know set to blow the
My, I spy all the energy it radiates profusely
Turn it misery
Take a if you dare
All fifty are fixed laced
With the shit you ever sipped
Now surrender all your smoke to my JD
And blaze with your homie
The street
Me and Twiztid made of pure
Knocking cop out, they reach us
And if you us
on up and you'll find
The sweet tooth monstrous lines
Are all
Leaving bodies
Candy treats
Many posin'
will be chosen
They all nice
Sweet fiening for your life muthafuckas

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

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

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

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