Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin on da Flatline

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

on da flatline, nine, when I rhyme
I'm flyin' in a two-seata, holdin' on my heata
Need a green leaf (bitch) don't ass smoked like reefa
Sendin' you quicker to meetcha muthafuckin' Jesus, this
Hell on earth, how is your life worth
For 36 O's I'll leave you with ya eyes
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 world prepared
My venomous, ending lust and with us a Mausburg bust

(Chorus)
Bitches, I ball and I'll never
So give me a call, murder you all
Y'all gonna in time, the chalk line
da flatlines [2x]

Another evil day, music melodic, Reel Product
Mechanical, my mind's smokin
Deconstruct then reconstruct your whole
Roll ya block it rupture
If ya get knocked off ya money is still
clocked by another hustler
In this game there no 'trust us'
There ain't no justice, so if you us, bullets will bust
Retaliation is a must,
A code of silence to this underworld
Violence,
A code of to this underworld violence
Blood money, cocaine got my nose
But I somehow still manage to scummy
Run you in the truck like a crash test dummy
My to the bitches 'round the world, they love me
But ain't no love for these hoes, I '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, lows
But money be the root of all I suppose
That same evil's got stains on my clothes
same evil's got blood stains on my clothes
That same got blood stains on my clothes

(Chorus)