Luyện nghe bài hát Gunsmoke

Come on, go
Put this under your

Smell the
Smell the

I be homicide running through my mind
Don't know up with me
Shit fuck me all the time
Eating at my spine, in my prime

How you gonna get
you're too busy getting mine
Now look is murderous criminal coming through
If you think it's Eroc then the is working on you

There's million of us buried in the fucking sludge
'Can't come straight from fudge, I got a bloody
bodies lying all around me
But the murderers ain't never got no bounty

Count it as we sitting as statistics
With this ass if you think
Blast is coming from my district
something that I think you should know
It's the Coup, we from the Eastside O

Peep my flow creep by
See all my folks is
for the cautious and the low
Get a whiff of my

the gunsmoke
Smell the

I'm getting white hairs the nightmares everynight
somebody's got a contract on my life
I'm in a gang in an all out war
They drop me in when they knife my cord

So it begins a slap on the ass
Now you in, in the class, Trick
You here so fast we already made casket
While it's got one buck so the phrase gunshot hella tide
Can't the only motherfuckas getting fried

deep down in the ocean
'Cos slave ships had that three stop motion
down fulton on the Mississippi river
Burning crosses and saying die nigga, die nigga

It all when we start producing scratch
Some of my homies got no legs
Without no food up in the fridge you ain't go never peace
Cos with a trigger you can finger fuck no grease

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Off to the war
Off to the war

I say fuck the whole and the jury
My got delirious, my eyes got blurry
Had my uncle strapped to the chair, hands
Breathing in gas, out carbon monoxide

Whole systems stacked like a bowel
'Cos ain't no billionaires on the trial
Make the ghetto concentration camps mile
So your ass through the gas chambers single file

Who's the biggest problem that they on the TV?
My die of starvation and TB
See me with an face and a beanie
'Cos my relationship with uncle Sam is

It's what been through, I'm like sinecue
I got you got to get it put it in you
The ruling was cut throat since we fresh off the boat
Show 'em we ain't no
Let choke off the gunsmoke

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