Luyện nghe bài hát When the Wolf Cries

As I'm out the middle, bow and arrow to my spinal
I hear the eagle calling as it's flying for it's kill
I the sense of murder in my veins
Hiding bodies in turrains, night is the name
I read motherfuckers a scripture, you see the picture
Your face down staring at the that bit ya
Hit ya the feeling, I went in and brought em with death
Not even the Spirit can hear em gasping for breath
Nothing left but a body, dangling, hanging from the
of struggle inflicted by me the young G
Out of America's finest, the 619 is boundary
The county of the wicked's where you me
I'm out thugging like a
Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll ya
I ain't no killer but don't 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 die, we multiply
So put money where your mouth is and handle business
Fuck a witness, become a of my hit list

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

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