Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Red

Man, is it
This is what they've waiting for baby
is what they've been waiting for
They've waiting for the dog to scratch
They've been waiting for the dog to
got Grand Champ status
Tell me how they feel about

All I see red, red
Fuck that nigga One dead
Gun to the head, run
But instead, wash my hands and
His blood, it
Never had it all, I was demented
apologizing, if I said it, I meant it
If I like you, fuck you
pretendin'
Crash blew up and burned - how it ended
Urban legend, I it mentioned
Dog is right at home in the and trenches
My birth's [?] was the first to sentence
What's without parole for the worst offenses
Senseless slaughters, kicked open the
Why everybody gotta
Why our sons and
With orders, we are clear the start
First, turn off the
And then murder whatever in the dark, nigga

red!
red!
If they don't know by now, they to find out

red!
red!
How the dog get down, and the dog is about

Even though I it is the truth, you don't mean it
You haven't earned it, you seen it
Nightmares, all you can do is it
You run it, and I end up in between it
What was the first curse, turned into a
With burners shit was burned, turned into a weapon
Built for war, ass nigga
That I'm gonna spit will get you killed through the door
Found 'em on the floor - the fetal
There is no 'or,' came with leave 'em intentions [?]
Thought shit was funny, shit you was saying was ill
Until you made left turn, and shit got real
it come to rap, you cats got it all wrong
Got for days, but can't make a song
If you did half of what you said you was flapping your jaw
dem bricks, the fuck yous rapping for? Nigga!

red!
red!
Man, if they know by now, they about to find out

red!
red!
How the dog get down, and the dog is about mothafucka!

red!
red!
If don't know by now, they about to find out

red!
red!
How the dog get down, and what dog is

They wasn't, not ready!
not ready!
man
My
It is not a fucking