Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Dissin U

They call me
Cause the way the is interjected
You talk shit you gonna it
it, you said it
Watch your mouth
I'm on the
Time to
For you say
One level of pain on
back off
Too late your bitch is spread out, you off
you wishing that you was dead off
The
Can't it? let me explain
All that you talked drove me insane
But my swells, my ears bleed
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember
Head's get with baseball bats
I the sound it makes when it pings
I even love it when my ring
Stomp on suckers in a
Leave you no sign of recollection
Rearrange whole memory section
Disease, infection, over night I die
Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak
muthafuckas
Get hands in the air muthafuckas
ain't a game
I don't talk shit I necks just because
the buzz
And keeping a look out for the
If I get hit by the I'm goin' out like val kilmer
Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb then watch em
Pain is a beautiful it makes my spine shiver
Murder for hire, better believe I
If you somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is hatin(oh yeah)
If you think somebody's you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin
Moving with the speed of the robot sonic
Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and
of the world is corrupt and alive
Other half is and they want to die
I.s.i.
Why ask
Realize a killer in your face
him in his eyes
Before your dies
I'ma grab your soul up out your chest
Put it in my glass jar
With all the
Of the
Pack with precision
Eliminating
And all of our are cuttin like an incision
While other suckers is
With cheese for 3 niggas in college with tuition
Take a I drop knowledge like a teacher
An ill preacher a sermon
I been how to sing along with the dead man's song
He's got an x in his so I know what side he's on
And brain dead always say right on
They got 10 on the cause we all high arms
We let be bygones and then dismiss
Your wack ass bitches in the
the diss
Cause you let your colors show too times
It goes way than rhymes
Fuck a beat cause I accapella
Crazy ass
Used to cinderella
In the of the pumpkin coach
roach after roach
Fuck her all
And in the mornin me french toast
to coast
Drop knowledge a teacher
I.s.i. in this we play the preachers
If you think somebody's you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin
If you think somebody's you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin