Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Glocks

Give it to 'em, your gun
Give it to 'em, bring gun

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death,
Fuck with the with the guns
And you get shot, get shot

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you 'em all?
To death, death
You be the first to feel the heat
To see how we got, we got

I still be the thuggish nigga
Dressed in all khakis, fatigues, and boots
Still give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car and who you are

You're fucking with a of niggas that's really insane
I'm loco, crazy as hell, it ain't just a name
the game and we done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a of screws loose in my brain

Besides that, nothin' changed
at me now I'm still a thug, nigga I still smoke bud
You know I represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone niggas

Thinkin' I you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to that we do it
And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the
Cleveland Criminals

Niggas just send em subliminal
'Murda, mo murder murder'
Never forgot where we from
Watch how you move tongue

'Cause I got niggas ready to jump off in your ass
And and crash, protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on ass like I was a heat seeker
Quickly the reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in

I be the smoothest nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a with you
Introduce you to this heat, I sweep the
When I down, let me hear you say, "Fuck the law now"

Rawest in the town ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound, that's the motto
Let me see you throw them and if it's real
Nigga keep it real show me game

I'm sure gonna what the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it grab a hater by the neck
him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop keys

It's a jack move and since you haters ain't got no business
how we attack your shit
Nigga we'll your bitch in the middle of the Grammy
And the might ban me, nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death,
Fuck with the niggas the guns
And you might get shot, get

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you 'em all?
To death, death
You could be the to feel the heat
To see how we got, we got

it up, sit up, get up and count up your money
Before it all spent up and you wanna get rid of
A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a bitch
Fuckin' the wood grain

Everybody still playin' that hood game
Especially it's tired
My environment ain't nothin' but dieing
In them fed injections in Jasper Texas

Split up these off in different sections
Don't hate my message, destiny led to
Chastity for my daughter wad up a niggas
And come listen to the

Swervin' in my Suburban, it up with the bottle
But know I got some problems
Had of the Apollo
The fiends had faith in me, suckas run

A nigga not insane, niggas with me
Bone, somehow turn up
Run up and get your
Run blindly, through time nowhere to hide

Our dawgs finna haul off lead sawed-off
Nigga you drippin' soakin' with bloody body be me
You know what you should've capped like 2 Pac a glock
They're deadly, not upset my thug mentality sucker

You know you done fucked up, you niggas?
up blastin' gas craters
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the
it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane for the untamed

Insane human only the Dawg
you thought motherfucker fame
For the fact the shit is a game
Going number one in the Land

Flesh, strangle the gang, bang, bang
I dropped guards in the name of the Lord I say
Now how many times I have to slay today?
Will I my guage? Oh God

How will I teach ya, but it's these that he daily practice
They gonna let you have it?
it, runnin up you sons of bastards
Blast it, we sons of

Match it, collecting more
That's true, you're feeling
Niggas all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villain, hit 'em with a venomous

I on my mighty Archangel
Gonna surround my soul but go with the yo'
We the you know Mo, the Mighty
Yes trues humbly united my family never

Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Sign
For the FBI you come test my enterprise?
Bitch you go think twice and open up your motherfucking eyes
These niggas can't fuck with the fifth finna parlay

Everyday your way you better lay low
So you might duck when I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas having a all day
Since we a ball all day, motherfuckers player hate

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death,
Fuck with the niggas the guns
And you might get shot, get

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you 'em all?
To death, death
You could be the first to feel the
To see how we got, we got