Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I represent the side, no peace
Fuck the
We tell you to increase the deceased at
A grown man tellin you something that he
Practice to deceive, no more tricks up my
What the fuck bitch, bitch
Why you shit?
Better bitch.
your dome get hit.
This shit is Twiztid than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
else real talkin bout something.
What you you heard bitch,
Can it, cause frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the contamination of State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin it's when I awake.
Mama think I'm a play on play serial
biting my mind like Godzilla
We like catipillas in cocoons and caskets
the industry like elastic
So fantastic, like the Newport cigarette I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka I choke
I brag and I about nothin
Death, dying, and fuckin
So understand that he's something.
Never be heard I'm underground with the and grime
Smashin be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a
Leavin you in the forest
Standin in some comfortable shifts like Norris
the chorus
Second hand smoke you breath.
Remember what I told you believe.
You relieve on the Monoxide and wild.
Travel the on nine cloud screaming loud.

Free mind
Breath it in hand smoke
Free your
Breath it in hand smoke

You phony bitches wanna shut me
Pullin on the microphones.
Hatin on the handle Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or dead blown
If they aren't this motherfucka up and mash on
As we off bitch ass niggas at fast rates
Growin at a fast pace made my race.
Lookin in the face and I don't even shudder.
If my woman cheatin motherfuck her, bitch
I'm out my
Seen weed, and wealth
So your hopes and dreams,
And put shit back on the shelf
Cause we in a ride far from stolen
lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and
Takin curbs with ease, blowin trees, Chinese
Hopin the cops ain't tailin me.
Tryin to violate the house
Nigga pass the before you pass out
Cause now it's on, pushin
the hood, so fuck that.
Heard the shit and the is all wack
the attack, cause we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, they probably all right.
Outta sight like concealed weapons and drug
Barricading your door for the
And in the shade is a sawed off pump
for mothafuckas who wanna jump.
Cause I got 13 in my pocket I'm a mad man
My finger turnin suckers to sand

Free your
Breath it in second smoke
your mind
Breath it in second smoke

Distraught from head
You even see the drama
I get the persona marijuana
At I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely out fuck that show
Cigarettes, blunt I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in
Cause it ain't for
I live to sever so melancholy
Suicide is a folly and I'm out

Free your
it in second hand smoke (what, what)
Free mind
Breath it in second smoke
your mind
Breath it in second hand (what)
Free mind
Breath it in second hand
your mind
Breath it in second hand
Second hand smoke, hand smoke, What
Free your
Breath it in hand smoke (yeah)
your mind
Breath it in hand smoke (right)
Free mind
it in