Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin on da Flatline

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

Walkin' on da flatline, nine, I rhyme
I'm flyin' in a Benz two-seata, on my heata
Need a green (bitch) don't getcha' ass smoked like reefa
Sendin' you quicker to muthafuckin' Jesus, believe this
Hell on earth, how much is life worth
For 36 O's I'll leave you ya eyes closed
Forever doze, I arose, the of the Dead'
Comin' wit the ooh just to paintcha down red
I said 'Unholy' you got
''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 me a call, I'll murder you all
Y'all fill in time, the chalk line
Walk da flatlines

Another evil day, music melodic, Life Product
Mechanical, my smokin botanicals
Deconstruct then reconstruct your whole
Roll ya block it rupture
If ya get knocked off ya is still cluster
clocked by another hustler
In this game ain't no 'trust us'
There ain't no justice, so if you fuck us, bullets bust
Retaliation is a must,
A of silence to this underworld violence
Violence,
A of silence to this underworld violence
money, cocaine got my nose runny
But I somehow still manage to stay
Run you in the truck like a crash test dummy
My star to the bitches 'round the world, love me
But ain't no love for hoes, I treat 'em all like foes
Smoke 'em wit' the .44 hydros
is the key to end all ya woes
Ya ups, ya downs, ya gettin' highs, gettin'
But money be the of all evil I suppose
That same evil's got blood on my clothes
That same evil's got stains on my clothes
same evil's got blood stains on my clothes

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