Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

1:

Never duck mother fucker repeat it
Never duck another mother
better delete it
put the in killa mode
For a foe can never get
with a gorilla know
syllable fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo hearing your pitiful game,
this is pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it
a unforgettable aim
Nigga for a spot to bust
Cause the that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause up
get your on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em another milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And And I meant it
when I it you remember that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
you don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy
We ever stop and take a minute
we

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Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some buckin'
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Spray guns might result in you bussin'
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2:

Never let a hatin' mother
see ya
the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a paper
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the if he hate or penetrate
The loop of
a made if you steppin to me
You never benefit
if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a fucka
while he a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's
You got it yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 in your face with the bane
You bury some its fuckin' shame
we carry
If you don't you're insane or very
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you (you scarred)
a nigga know
A mother round will spit
around with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step
Put us up some mother fuckers
and we thru it
Fuck a nigga a nigga
if he he's a gorilla
I when I said it you remember that
(hell mother yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy,
We don't ever and take a minute
we jus,

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you from?
(BREATHE!)
They bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some around and some buckin' guns
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin'
(BREATHE!)

3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the hot cooked will done
wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but know
I'm too mother hard
ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' me you think you were in Vietnam
When I explode aint nuttin
but remains for those who are
For fuckin' wit a insane
minded mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' punks like quick
and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a bag
If you wanna get up
There it is you bitch made
nigga runnin'
When I'm playin' the trigga
of an uzi a gauge
Really don't matter many die
When the gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2
Street 2 boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and talk
Admit ya bitch little ass got lit
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
when I said it you remember
(Hell mother yeah)
You don't wanna get in
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your like a enemy bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we breathe

(2x):

(BREATHE!)
Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say punks around and some buckin' guns
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)