Luyện nghe bài hát Target Practice

1:]
We come guns blazing like the young of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes into the
keep the chrome for home invasions and break-ins
Go to your location with no
Quick to pick up the Glocks, the clip to the top
Kill the too little too big to adopt
Got a whole lot of lost souls, of the crop
Tape playing the when you hear the click and the pop
It's nothing but ice in my veins, the has a mic in my brain
Has a lot of advice to retain
What's not to like about the guy who had Christ
I don't have the right to gripe and
I have to the remains, I have to get Tide for the stains
I have to buy ties can bind and restrain
I have to lives to attain
I'm looking for a homicide, a ride from the rain

Yo buscare el camino hacia ti, yo el camino a? tu? amor
2:]
All you motherfuckers is numbered
the winter and I slay the summer
Pressure bust god, I don't pay the plumber
Y'all don't put me to sleep, it's of a state of slumber
shit, smash skins like your favourite drummer
I'm a and a shooter do what a shooter please
A of the broken land of the Sudanese
I spit a and a motherfucking computer freeze
The hand is a bomb, it'll cost you two MCs
It's suicide rapper you can hang from Judas
We destroy and rebuild while y'all just shoot the
Me and Buddha are separated by two
The army is military and the boots are trees
The kevlar isn't a problem, I'll just his knees
I rock a watch, y'all are boosting tees
money on the block, I recoup with ease
Y'all can't a sixteen, I'm charging stupid fees

Yo buscare el hacia ti, yo buscare el camino a? tu? amor