Luyện nghe bài hát Closed Session

1 (Skandalous)

Motherfuckers they wanna me
Pull out the nigga I'll wreck your shit
I'm out that with my 44, another fucking hit
Don't know who to with my shit
I'm in this click, you in my hood you better know who you with
Who you stepping with, Skandalous dangerous
Bitches brains I bust, feel the in God we trust
Nigga I'm at your door, don't pray to God cause you done lost your
in this game for too long you bout to lose your face
I got the mind of a ass ??
As I take hit on this shit nigga you dead
ask forgiveness told the Lord to give me grace
You talked some shit front your boys and as result you lost your
Blood all over the I'm counting the fucking bodies dropping
I my destiny cause I can hear the devil knocking
I done sent body and soul to my flames you best believe
I them bodies and play my fucking game
I my soul at an early age
And now my hearts releasing daemons in a
My eyes in a
Evertime I close my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions
Is juices running when ya in
Fear only me curious, I'll never be afraid
But if you slip you pay your here come the light now nigga they

Crack for my fucking glory
shit up in my territory
Another day another sad story

2 (Steph)

Smoking blunt, a nigga selling dope on the block
Pop pop goes the I bring more nightmare than Hitchcock
Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting them hard
Its your final call bitch smoke you like menthol
Fuck all you I'm putting you in them bodybags
toes, nigga drive slow
Creeping up out indo scheming for they cheese
Slanging and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatigues
your whole coalition
Strapped ammunition
Infrareds digging ditches for chicken
figure from head to toe
Labeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in your door
But fuck it I'm through the fairytales
Cause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape gone bail
Who prevail when I exhale on you small scale
laggers, wanna be chrome packers
Spit the I'm bout the Lex and the Ac
My verbal combat eliminate your whole habitat
You hoes fucking with that
Or this, cause I piss on
And have all you in submission
Trying to recondition your
nino
I sling like kilos
>From here to Puerto
One other from the infamous unseen
Scheming for the green smoking bitches and niggas nicotine

3 (Mia X)

Cause she up to
Tired of chasing apple pie
Mint greens is all I fien for straight is all this bitch know
50's this nine millimeter berreta leaving you wetter April showers
Followe by your second of flowers
I devour competition, complete submissions
more dope in my kitchen
Tricking ass be my victims when night falls
Ya'll to floss but get set-up tied down and tossed
Boss chick you don't to see her
Your bitch can either run for the heater or the dumb hoe beaters
right and left well known with the clout
To wire your mouth, knock your out
That's what here be bout
So you can doubt what I'm saying and run lip
Or get whole click engulfed in gangsta shit
Too to deal with
I'm still a bitch that' be's down stay scheming on the man
And taking flights, torsoe taped of contrabands
My flow so grand it the beats say damn
Shit jumps back makes you wanna
But I sees nothing but
Feminist
My lyrics knocking a KL beat
It be that she-devil that below sea level you can't see her
Niggas and broads be trying to at 5'4
How they still a ladder to face this hoe
For sure, cause I be living for the
The biggest mama flexing shutting down this motherfucking basement
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