Luyện nghe bài hát When the Wolf Cries

As I'm scoping out the middle, bow and to my spinal
I hear the eagle calling as it's flying for it's kill
I feel the sense of in my veins
Hiding bodies in turrains, stalkers is the name
I read like a scripture, you see the picture
Your face down staring at the that bit ya
Hit ya with the feeling, I went in and brought em death
Not even the Holy Spirit can hear em gasping for
Nothing left but a body, dangling, hanging the tree
Evidence of struggle inflicted by me the G
Out of finest, the 619 is your boundary
The county of the wicked's you found me
I'm out like a motherfucker
a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya
I ain't no but don't press your luck
'cause if you're fucking my ends it be like fucking with my blunt punk

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When the sun down you hear the wolf cry
Thugs don't die, we
So put money where your mouth is and handle business
a witness, become a victim of my hit list

Now check my status, I got motherfuckers ducking
If you be me duckets you better pay before I start dumping
A little something for that ass to make you fly
If not I'll make your own people ship you in the wooden
The mental state of is strickly fuck a foe, fuck a hoe
everything around you that ain't making dough
I gotta hustle everyday, sure I get my pay
My lady's getting 'cause the baby's on the way
I pray to God that I it through
Yeah, I know that I'm a but what the fuck is it to you
I used to dimes, quarters and ounces
Now I push overseas when I'm bouncing
Lounging in a different state, stacks
Worldwide ballers know that got the fat sacks
Packs of blunts being rolled up so when I show up
You know you're caught up in a fucking up

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