Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Full Of Hatred

I wanna cry no more so its on.
u up in the mode of the new Jim Jones
problems in the make mary jane a hit
mothafuckas gettin raised like pits.
nigga can you feel the hatred, i you to die.
creepin bolo, always solo, chewy got me
my are low, my heart is cold, my stare'll cause you pain
my niggas man they want the dank white girls like the caine
problems in the world make wanna kill
so i slang my rope to make a joint to break you off the real
foul rat make my mind go smash
smoke all day, but still about they cash
are u a killa, or are you a ass nigga (nigga)
like a worm (worm), slimy like a caterpillar (caterpillar)
mind of hatred.. killa!(kill'em!)
and if they dont then go n get em! (go get em!)
its world war 3 in the mothafuckin zone
and anything goes when lights come on
and i'm sweatin, every nite no noise
always mad, never glad, brings me joy
so lay down to your nemesis (lay it down)
you say u me? then ima ask for witnesses (witnesses)
its like the dragon, i creep like bruce
all cars, cop killa on the loose

once in my scope, there aint no hope, i dont care.
you walkin now, but when u see me, picture wheel
because my bear hug be off your vertebrae
and now you like a cat on the freeway
you start actin like a and imma call you 'son'
you try to me like a bitch and imma cut yo tongue
and i aint ever met a nigga that aint about pussy to this day
but i aint trippin, mothafucka a J
cos i give a fuck, nigga whats the score
i got mines and nigga i yours
they rat head mothafuckas get cheesed
and get the full of punishment by any fuckin means
so i'm livin like a dealer poppin in his prime
Bit his apple mothafucka that dope in '89
its FUCK YOU MAYNE, CRACK COCAINE!
that one quitter done got yo brain
now its on it poppin, and no stoppin
comes first nigga bodies start droppin
niggas get hit like comin across the middle
cos i got no time for no mothafuckin riddles
cos bullshit walks, and money loud
smilin shows weakness, so niggas dont
mind full of hatred, off dank right
nigga i'm huntin, mothafuck yo life!

its like peeka boo peeka boo, i see ya
but what i got for ya fool i wouldnt be ya
the 6'6 killa whale's in the cuts, starsky n hutch
and i'm puffin on skunk. so nigga knuckle up and ur grill u guard
cos imma try to stick you like a on the yard
i walk my walk i talk my talk sometimes i mite orders
deceptacons, get ready to on all these transformers
cos niggas dont care they takin chewy to the
mind full of hatred, off caine to the face
bow down u little bitch hear the
respect gets like statutory rape
and its on, goin off in my dome
steady high in my cuddy all chrome
CHIT CHATTA! mothafuckas dont matter
get beat like pancake batter
cracked like egg, like pork
i got niggas runnin east, west, south, and
like a compass, your life mean shit to me, fuck it
mind full of hatred smokin in a bucket
these cockaroach fucks get ate like
skinned like shrimp, beat then
cos fool I'm known to rip shit and fool im to burn shit
and all that bullshit Dre Dog is not concerned with
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