Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free mind
I represent the side, no peace
Fuck the
We you to increase the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you that he believe
Practice to deceive, no tricks up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, chuck
Why you talkin
Better bitch.
Before your get hit.
This shit is Twiztid deeper that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
Everybody real talkin bout something.
What you thought you bitch,
Can it, cause frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the with abrasions.
Part of the contamination of State.
in a dream, hopin it's gone when I awake.
Mama think I'm a on play serial killa
Fruitloop biting my mind like
We survive catipillas in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the industry like
So fantastic, the Newport cigarette that I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka I choke
I brag and I boast nothin
Death, dying, and fuckin
So that he's saying something.
Never be heard I'm underground the dirt and grime
Smashin heads be my for rhyme
I'm on like a motherfucka
Leavin you in the forest
Standin in some shifts like Chuck Norris
the chorus
Second smoke when you breath.
Remember what I you always believe.
You relieve on the Monoxide and wild.
Travel the world on nine cloud loud.

Free your
Breath it in second hand
your mind
Breath it in second hand

You bitches wanna shut me down
plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the handle Mr.Bones
Hope speaker's ain't ohms or they dead blown
If they aren't this motherfucka up and mash on
As we blast off bitch ass at fast rates
at a fast pace made my heart race.
Lookin death in the face and I even shudder.
If my woman starts cheatin her, bitch
I'm out my
weed, fame and wealth
So take your and dreams,
And put shit back on the shelf
Cause we rollin in a ride far stolen
Cigarette lighters, windows, wood grade motors and
Takin curbs with ease, blowin trees, lookin
Hopin that the cops ain't me.
Tryin to violate the glass
Nigga the blunt before you pass out
Cause now it's on, pushin
the hood, so fuck that.
Heard the shit and the is all wack
Plannin the attack, cause we move when it's at night
Believe the rumors, cause probably all right.
Outta like concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricading your door for the
And in the shade is a sawed off double-barreled
Lookin for who wanna jump.
Cause I got 13 in my pocket I'm a mad man
My finger turnin suckers to sand

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

from head trauma
You even see the drama
I get the from marijuana
At night I lay stressed with no to go
All by my lonely screamin out fuck show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the
Player me cause I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it for everybody
I live to sever so melancholy
Suicide is a folly and I'm out

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