Luyện nghe bài hát When the Wolf Cries

As I'm scoping out the middle, bow and arrow to my
I hear the eagle calling as it's for it's final kill
I the sense of murder in my veins
Hiding bodies in turrains, stalkers is the name
I motherfuckers like a scripture, you see the picture
Your face staring at the snake that bit ya
Hit ya the feeling, I went in and brought em with death
Not the Holy Spirit can hear em gasping for breath
left but a body, dangling, hanging from the tree
Evidence of struggle by me the young G
Out of finest, the 619 is your boundary
The of the wicked's where you found me
I'm out thugging like a
a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya
I no killer but don't press your luck
'cause if you're fucking with my it be like fucking with my blunt punk

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When the sun goes down you the wolf cry
Thugs die, we multiply
So put your money where your mouth is and business
Fuck a witness, a victim of my hit list

Now check my status, I got these motherfuckers
If you be owing me duckets you better pay I start dumping
A little something for that ass to make you fly
If not make your own people ship you in the wooden crate
The mental state of is strickly fuck a foe, fuck a hoe
Fuck everything around you that ain't dough
I gotta hustle everyday, sure I get my pay
My lady's bitchy '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 used to dimes, quarters and ounces
Now I push overseas when I'm bouncing
Lounging in a state, counting stacks
Worldwide ballers know that got the fat sacks
Packs of blunts being rolled up so when I show up
You know caught up in a fucking hold up

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