Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I represent the East side, no
Fuck the
We you to increase the deceased at least
A man tellin you something that he believe
Practice to deceive, no tricks up my sleeve
What the bitch, chuck bitch
Why you shit?
duck bitch.
Before dome get hit.
shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
Everybody else talkin bout something.
What you you heard bitch,
Can it, your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the of Mind State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin it's when I awake.
think I'm a play on play serial killa
Fruitloop my mind like Godzilla
We survive like catipillas in and caskets
Stretch the industry like
So fantastic, like the cigarette that I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka till I
I and I boast about nothin
Death, dying, and hoes
So that he's saying something.
Never be I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashin heads be my reason for
I'm on time a motherfucka
you hangin in the forest
Standin in some comfortable shifts like Norris
Check the
Second hand when you breath.
Remember I told you always believe.
You on the Monoxide Child and wild.
Travel the on nine cloud screaming loud.

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

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

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

Distraught from head
You can't even see the
I get the from marijuana
At I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely screamin out fuck show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the
Player me cause I smoke, burn in hell
it ain't for everybody
I live to sever bodies so
Suicide is just a and I'm out

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