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 it wit a few thangz
No need for runnin and cause wit this missle pack,i'm takin aim
Now all these methods, need to him
I took my sack out my pocket and smoked a blunt as I him
Intoxicated, rule number 1 pookie jus be faded
High off dosha, I don told ya I was bound to make it
Niggaz smoke, forget that I be tellin ya
Cause me and my crooks on cloud 9 on tha regular
And sense we crooks, jus killaz we motivate to get cha
Pull out that knife and slit yo and watch yo body shiver
Jus will peel ya, hollow points is quicker
Standin ova yo body and watchin that spilla
Say hoe, jus have a seat and listen to tha beat
As tha come out my mouth 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 smokin blunts, I'm these niggaz have it

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

Now look into tha eyes of a crook (whatcha see? )
Jus a azz nigga high as he can be
Wit them 3 mo crooks, in words, my motives
Be comin hard, I ya, and spittin shit so potent
And toastin to burdens, nigga I'm on my own
Gauge inside yo to solve tha problem at home
on, now tha pressure's on my back wit a tree
Damn I hit a lick (naw you need to hit that weed)
Stressin me is a baby momma gripin and
Man I hope she lyin about this baby bein mine
And is changin, you betta peep tha world around you
Comin up I'm bound to a southside clown
Mr. pookie, mr. muffit, and c-pone
Rippin we see on
Smokin 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, cause boy I gon have it
My visions of a silent one release tha
Let you have it wit tha gauge, buckshots come from way
Got em in tha maze betta yet I see you dazed
Be amazed by tha power I posess, I stress
tha s to a p on yo muthafuckin chest
It's best you keep yo distance cause nigga I jus 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? )
That's wha I
(gun shot)
Surprise nigga I hit that scene you think I wouldnt
Talkin to my niggaz now boy you really shouldnt
Cause tha pack in tha back of me really killaz
Cut you up, body show but yo body shiver
that 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 quiet and
Be quick to snatch yo and leavin that hoochie body numb
Tha fun of her, lickin my and my azz
Told me to 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 so much, k-roc keepin me weeded
Jus on off of me though don't wont no mo or no static
I'd rather for my gun, bust a pump, let some punk nigga have it
This nigga know where I'm from homeboy you betta take a look
Because I'm out of clean and dirty, 13030

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