Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of a Silent One

[mr.
Comin up tha muthafuckin block, tha undertaker
Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't a muscle I wont hesitate ta
Jus let you it wit a few thangz
No need for runnin and duckin cause wit missle pack,i'm takin aim
Now all these methods, to finish him
I took my sack out my and smoked a blunt as I diminished him
Intoxicated, rule 1 pookie jus cant be faded
High off that dosha, I don told ya I was to make it
Niggaz smoke, that drama I be tellin ya
Cause me and my crooks stay on 9 on tha regular
And sense we crooks, jus killaz we motivate to get cha
Pull out that knife and slit yo throat and yo body shiver
Jus will peel ya, hollow points is quicker
Standin ova yo body and that blood spilla
Say hoe, jus a seat and listen thea to tha beat
As tha words come out my and grab hard by yo feet
Penetratin to yo nerves, sendin to yo brain
As I up on tha curve, do you forget I'm tha blame?
Wit tha finastatic, up my shirt to pistol I will grab it
Killin folks and blunts, I'm lettin these niggaz have it

Visions of a silent one, loadin up an clip
out to get me but these rounds will spill up out my clip
Trip and watch me throw shit at yo head
No clear of this face leavin coppers mislead

Now look into tha eyes of a muthafuckin crook (whatcha )
Jus a azz nigga high as he can be
Wit them 3 mo crooks, in otha words, my
Be hard, I told ya, and spittin shit so potent
And toastin to burdens, nigga I'm on my own
Gauge inside yo dome to tha problem at home
It's on, now tha pressure's on my back wit a
Damn I gotta hit a lick (naw you to hit that weed)
Stressin me is a baby gripin and cryin
Man I hope she ain't lyin about this bein mine
And times is changin, you betta peep tha world you
Comin up I'm bound to a clown fool
Mr. pookie, mr. muffit, and c-pone
beats we see on
Smokin til we gon
me them pistols so I can make a dismissal, what
Wont need to dis you, leave you shitty some tissue
Bitch you anotha havoc, cause boy I gon have it
My visions of a silent one release tha
Let you have it wit tha gauge, buckshots come every way
Got em lost in tha maze yet I see you dazed
Be by tha power I posess, that I stress
Turn tha s to a p on yo chest
It's best you keep yo cause nigga I jus wont listen
Come on in my dimension and let's get into killin

[x2]

(pookie jus let me live, man)
Bitch you let me live?
(huh? )
That's wha I
(gun shot)
Surprise I hit that scene when you think I wouldnt
Talkin shit to my niggaz now boy you really
Cause tha in tha back of me they really killaz
Cut you up, body show nuthin but yo shiver
Flossin bitch that you wit and really shit to me
Cause I don already that hoe
But you tell and you cant see
How a pimp that be me, be actin and calm
Be to snatch yo bitch and leavin that hoochie body numb
Tha fun of her, my back and my azz
me to lick up on her, but hoe now I think I'll pass
I'd rather smoke on a blunt I get so I get tweeted
I try to stop smokin so much, keepin me weeded
Jus back on off of me don't wont no mo or no static
I'd rather reach for my gun, bust a pump, let punk nigga have it
This nigga don't know I'm from homeboy you betta take a look
I'm out of clean and dirty, 13030 stoneycrook

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