Luyện nghe bài hát Solomon Grundy

Gun in my hand,
Hand me a gram,
Misunderstanded with the man, shoot
I'm banging, I'm
I'm in state boots
I hang with the same
Aim at your
The shit you say cute?
I can't relate,
The trey pound's to the ache in the face full
Nigga, I you, break you, Ivan Drago
I'm rushing to put pellets in pecan pronto
P! talking money, we can't convo
You under pressure, pa
P strong, though
I bring in the shells, I beat up your
You in jail, you Chico DeBarge
nickel bag steamers
I coke that's whiter than milk of magnesia
when I'm making mine
You you rhyme, you should think of mine
I made my shaving Sharon Stones in a school zone
One way ticket the projects to a pool home
Trapping, balling, and rappin is the hoods holy
I sold a pack 'fore I lost my
Surrounded by speed freaks and weed
Quiet down, listen up g's speak
Return of the body catcher, the been captured
up in the rapture, I slaughtered a bunch of rappers
Ain't no Tarzan in the
from the meth cook turn me into the swamp man
White lines and Amy
Walk fine in hindsight
Coulda made some better
I didn't always have to listen to the
in my bloodline, mud pies and drug buys
The dead live on and love
Ill Bill murder futuristic like Laffoley
Haul casket away
Reptilian like a brain
Horrifying like dying in a plane
Nosediving, fire in the sky, of flame
Houses of pain on cypress and mountainous terrain
Even a lion chills an ounce of sour to the face
I'm the lightning the Vikings worshipped
The sight of when a rifles
I'm a decisive
Liquor on a wound
, feel the Henny
Everything is
I'm a Heavy King
Been labeled intelligent, irreverent,
True indeed, plus a
On point the Devil's chin
Surrounded by apparitions & of smiling death
Assassins with capture your dying breath
Like you into a horror flick
Kill you then resurrect you in the middle of a blizzard of tips
Grundy