Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of a Silent One

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

Visions of a silent one, 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 clear description of this leavin coppers mislead

Now look tha eyes of a muthafuckin crook (whatcha see? )
Jus a azz nigga high as he can be
Wit them 3 mo crooks, in otha words, my
Be comin hard, I told ya, and shit so potent
And toastin to heavy burdens, I'm on my own
Gauge inside yo dome to solve tha problem at
on, now tha pressure's on my back wit a tree
Damn I gotta hit a (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 times is changin, you betta peep tha around you
Comin up I'm bound to a southside 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 havoc, cause boy I ain't gon have it
My visions of a silent one tha automatic
Let you have it wit tha gauge, come from every way
Got em in tha maze betta yet I see you dazed
Be amazed by tha power I posess, I stress
Turn tha s to a p on yo chest
It's best you yo distance cause nigga I jus wont listen
Come on in my and let's get into some killin

Chorus

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

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