Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Full Of Hatred

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

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

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