Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Hide from Shadow

[Mr.
It's the of the dark
Stalkin anybody talking the incident
to blow it like if I was the president
Narcotic resident
Makin ends
being locked in Bailey
Boo I got to feed my
And maybe
You've been havin
Of this mothafucka followin steps
Where you may be
I'm SD bitch, southern Cali
Where run up in bunches
you crutches in the back of an alley
Call me
When you before my presence
If not they'll find body wrapped in plastic
Like a present,
Gun Slangers where I come
That big Crazies
Is the gangsters you run from
Confront me and suffer, diagnosis
I'm lettin know you were a phony individual
It's pitiful to see a fool die a bitch
But the way it goes
you're got up in the mix you trick

It's the of a sick man
But can you me
out to get me
Strap me and incarcerate me
You got to beat down or get down
of the game and ghetto streets clown
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[Mr.
Pack a bowl the smoke and a don't stop
in my part of the block
We glocks and grow crops
If you cross through my
be like crossin through
The Brumueta
Find body floating
With of bein strangled
I disable body's a cripple
Strike em an axe
a natural high
I relax when I my crypto
crystal
On my hip I got my
You be a victim
Come on fool don't me whistle
Scitzo...
Eye lids always
wish granted
When I my automatic

People say I'm
For my
Knock on your door
you answer
Find me
Attackin straight
211 on my
of me
There passion for robbery
So
It's just I'm a mothafuckin nut
and simple homie
I don't give a mad fuck

[Mr.
Now beatin around the bush
I straight em
Find me a mothafucka that's a
And choke em
In blood we em
no joke
I love to a mothafucka buckel
a sign and watch my boys rush you
In a
Duffle full of weapons and narcatics
4 Desert and a key of hydro-ponic
ironic pounds of chronic
When I
The is full of gangstas
Fuck a rebel and
My is negative
So runnin
If not be your relative
The one I'm
Blunted, wanted by America's
Cause the shit I be rappin
Makes a fool wanna over...
Black roses after
Send wife your hand
As a with paid postage
Now you know it no game
In my
the ballers make it happen
And the hood hoppers get down