Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin on da Flatline

Uh, 1-2, 1-2
Yo, this one out to everybody out there that's...
on da flatline, out they mind

Walkin' on da flatline, nine, I rhyme
I'm flyin' in a Benz two-seata, on my heata
Need a green leaf (bitch) don't ass smoked like reefa
Sendin' you quicker to muthafuckin' Jesus, believe this
Hell on earth, how much is your worth
For 36 O's I'll you with ya eyes closed
Forever doze, I arose, the of the Dead'
Comin' through wit the ooh to paintcha down red
I 'Unholy' you got scared
''cause the day I rolled around the wasn't prepared
My style venomous, ending lust and with us a Mausburg

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Bitches, I and I'll never stall
So give me a call, murder you all
Y'all gonna fill in time, the line
Walk da flatlines

evil day, music melodic, Reel Life Product
Mechanical, my mind's botanicals
Deconstruct then reconstruct your structure
Roll ya block 'till it
If ya get knocked off ya money is cluster
Gettin' clocked by hustler
In this game ain't no 'trust us'
There ain't no justice, so if you us, bullets will bust
Retaliation is a must,
A of silence to this underworld violence
Violence,
A code of silence to underworld violence
Blood money, cocaine got my runny
But I somehow manage to stay scummy
Run over you in the truck like a crash dummy
My to the bitches 'round the world, they love me
But ain't no love for hoes, I treat 'em all like foes
Smoke 'em wit' the .44 hydros
Money is the key to end all ya
Ya ups, ya downs, ya gettin' highs, lows
But money be the root of all evil I
That evil's got blood stains on my clothes
That same evil's got stains on my clothes
That same evil's got blood on my clothes

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