Luyện nghe bài hát Target Practice

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We come guns blazing the young sons of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes the equations
Gotta keep the chrome for home and break-ins
Go to your with no notification
Quick to pick up the Glocks, the clip to the top
Kill the kids too too big to adopt
Got a whole lot of souls, pick of the crop
playing the oldies when you hear the click and the pop
It's nothing but ice in my veins, the devil has a mic in my
Has a lot of good to retain
What's not to like the guy who had Christ slain?
I don't have the right to and complain
I have to hide the remains, I have to get Tide for the
I have to buy ties can bind and restrain
I have to find to attain
I'm looking for a homicide, offering a from the rain

Yo el camino hacia ti, yo buscare el camino a? tu? amor
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All you days is numbered
Attack the and I slay the summer
bust pipes god, I don't pay the plumber
Y'all don't put me to sleep, more of a state of slumber
Pimp shit, skins like your favourite drummer
I'm a shooter and a shooter do a shooter please
A history of the broken of the Sudanese
I spit a verse and a motherfucking freeze
The right hand is a bomb, cost you two MCs
It's suicide rapper you can hang from trees
We destroy and rebuild y'all just shoot the breeze
Me and Buddha are by two degrees
The army gear is military and the are trees
The kevlar a problem, I'll just shoot his knees
I rock a Panerai watch, are boosting tees
money on the block, I recoup with ease
Y'all can't afford a sixteen, I'm charging stupid

Yo buscare el camino ti, yo buscare el camino a? tu? amor