Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of a Silent One

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up tha muthafuckin block, it's tha undertaker
Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't move a I wont hesitate ta
Jus let you have it wit a few
No need for runnin and duckin cause wit this pack,i'm takin aim
Now all these methods, to finish him
I took my sack out my pocket and a blunt as I diminished him
Intoxicated, rule number 1 pookie jus cant be
High off that dosha, I don told ya I was to make it
smoke, forget that drama I be tellin ya
Cause me and my crooks stay on cloud 9 on tha
And sense we crooks, jus some killaz we to get cha
Pull out that knife and slit yo and watch yo body shiver
Jus will peel ya, hollow points is hittin
Standin ova yo and watchin that blood spilla
Say hoe, jus have a seat and thea to tha beat
As tha come out my mouth and grab hard by yo feet
to yo nerves, sendin signals to yo brain
As I up on tha curve, do you forget I'm tha blame?
Wit tha finastatic, lift up my shirt to pistol I will it
Killin folks and smokin blunts, I'm lettin these have it

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

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

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(pookie jus let me live, man)
Bitch you let me live?
(huh? )
wha I thought
(gun shot)
Surprise nigga I hit that scene when you I wouldnt
Talkin shit to my now boy you really shouldnt
Cause tha pack in tha back of me they really
Cut you up, body nuthin but yo body shiver
Flossin bitch that you wit and really shit to me
Cause I don already fucked hoe
But you cant tell and you see
How a that be me, be actin quiet and calm
Be quick to yo bitch and leavin that hoochie body numb
Tha fun of her, my back and my azz
Told me to lick up on her, but hoe now I I'll pass
I'd rather smoke on a I get so high I get tweeted
I try to smokin so much, k-roc keepin me weeded
Jus on off of me though don't wont no mo or no static
I'd rather reach for my gun, bust a pump, let some nigga have it
This nigga don't know where I'm from homeboy you betta take a
Because I'm out of clean and dirty, 13030

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