Luyện nghe bài hát Blood, New Version

Italiano
like Cus Damato
Guard your
Recline low milano
Blessed God feelin
One in the top of the
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My nine is stuck in a
Dump
my dick
Made a bum bitch
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Heard she naked in jail

Black turned to be a back seater
pillows a pimpstress in willow
Cookin my and heads low
Eye
The son of the
I gotta split my wife's
So I can see the seven seeds of my
lunged it
Polishin pistols at the

My told me take cheddar
Buy slugs or drugs whatever calculate
When measured
the front door secure
See the white crystal when its pure

Fuck the snake hoes and ass niggas
That smash your windows
Detecting niggas signals
Yo niggas get it too
Scarin rappers the fed time Gotti was acquitted to
Bloodshot red eyes
envelopes of la
Opening let tobacco fly
Kicks matchin my my gun on
of names for my mans unborn
Spill the Puerto rum on imaginary graves
Put my hat on my
Day Saints scream religious praise
Heat grazed the yo
Foul shit made a welfare mom
bodies drop by the razor yo
Paces
Grisly thoughts for makin
Haitian bitch cast a spell on my life for cash
So now its on never wasted a
Time is
it comes to mine
Take it in