Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyards ["Remix"]

[Verse 1:
Now the word
I got them Pricks on the dead end
And them jump out boys
Cause rollin ten deep
Creepy crawlin the
Ya know the
on the Hill
We all strapped to
Chill licks in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause askin me for three dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm to come up
Of a shy
Run up on a twenty and go get yo ass an ice
It ain't why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
Jus understand the
Never cut for the
Cause do or die
You ask
Who am I?
That mama heartbreaker ever since junior
in Eye of the
The Brown be a
So the taught me to be loveless
Causin
In a fiends bucket
My two favorite were
it and fuck it

[Chorus:
The night
hustlers workin grave yards
The shift
Street soldiers grave yards
My be
me
we
Work the night
My be
me
we
Work the night

2: Pimpstress]
It's yo mistress
Playa named
I it crunk handle up on my business
Queen of the your
for my shit
I'm and corrupt
in my clip
Smoking and miles
You can't my style
Playa hatin bitches me crack a smile

We
In the
My ruka sounds like the fuckin 4th of july
die
Fuckin wit my
Daddy streaks marry ya
bury ya
Nina Ross, Jane, Ms. Cocaine
The three devils daughters in the dope game
So
G's won't change
Close
Left ya boys wit no
zombies
Takin out
hobbies
Jus me

[Chorus:
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[Verse 3:
Alone in my
my gats
I'm known for my dope so I for jacks
Keep out
on in
Bring all yo men let the games
em in the cheek man I
Hot shots comin out my
Got plans Santa Anna
Got like Tony Montana
or treat
my heat
Hear my drum beats
believe the tales from my hood?
see
This no joke you can smoke
This ain't no
I this shit so you motherfuckers understand
I pop
With a nine
that head off a muthafuckin stop sign
Be the one
You come I come
yo umbrella
I bring the rough
one pleasure
Choppin up
Your whole crew get by one fella

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