Luyện nghe bài hát Target Practice

1:]
We come guns blazing like the sons of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes the equations
Gotta the chrome for home invasions and break-ins
Go to your location no notification
Quick to up the Glocks, fill the clip to the top
Kill the kids too too big to adopt
Got a whole lot of souls, pick of the crop
playing the oldies when you hear the click and the pop
It's but ice in my veins, the devil has a mic in my brain
Has a lot of advice to retain
not to like about the guy who had Christ slain?
I don't have the right to and complain
I have to hide the remains, I have to get Tide for the
I have to buy ties that can and restrain
I have to find to attain
I'm for a homicide, offering a ride from the rain

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

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