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 flying for it's final kill
I feel the of murder in my veins
bodies in turrains, night stalkers is the name
I read like a scripture, you see the picture
Your face down at the snake 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 but a body, dangling, hanging from the tree
Evidence of struggle by me the young G
Out of America's finest, the 619 is your
The county of the wicked's you found me
I'm out thugging a motherfucker
Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best I'll buck ya
I no killer but don't press your luck
'cause if you're fucking with my ends it be like fucking with my blunt

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

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

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