Luyện nghe bài hát Bonnie And Clyde, Pt2

Bust guns, uh, uh, yeah
Bonnie and shit
You hear me? me?
(That's right, you know?)
take this one straight to the top
And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape
It's real like that, you what I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo
(Bonnie and Clyde y'all)

Gun check
[Fox]
[Jay-Z] Let's go over the
[Fox] pull up to the joint slow, then hop out the van
[Jay-Z] Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' a knockout
a little thigh, make this nigga's eyes pop out
Sieze him with the
I want you to make this nigga believe he eat it
[Fox] I can let him see or
[Jay-Z]
[Fox] Two gun totin', I seen stole
[Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' gonna me and hon from rollin'
Yeah, we done promotin'
[Jay-Z] We for the coke and
[Fox] All the in the spot
[Jay-Z] Act funny, get
Nigga, hands high
[Jay-Z] And I none of y'all niggas got plans to die
[Fox] We stand goodbyes

[Jay-Z] In history me and this bitch be like
Five years together,
[Fox] Damn, seem forever
[Jay-Z] We shots
[Fox] We blocks
[Jay-Z] And we fail
Yeah, but we stay hot

[1 - J] Now would you die for your
[F] I'd die for my nigga
[J] Would you ride for your
[F] I gets lie for my
[J] you live for your nigga?
[F] Do up big for you
[J] you bid for your nigga?
[F] Shit, you my

[F] Would you for me?
[J] robbery
[F] you die for me?
[J] I hang high a tree
[F] They ain't for us, nigga
[J]
[F] like Bonnie and Clyde to me

I you like a vest do
I'm the lady with a 380 special next to you
Glock poppin' out the
And it's two guns, two hun', get
I tear this whole down
They ain't the vault, pull bank jobs
I banged ya squaw when I aims rod
Y'all niggas do a thing to this broad
My bullets the same as y'alls
I've been taught by the best, extorted the
Wearin' a shit, crossin' my chest
Life on the line, say under my breath
But knew I'd be 'cause right there to my left
(Right)

Over baby, told you
Big gun right your left shoulder baby
Same that taught you how to hold that 80
From day one 'til we old and
kill the world

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Ran up at
The bank robbers in our is like St. Bernards swimmin'
Everybody hit the floor, guys and
Kids for the door
Keep cry to a limit
check ma, we got about 5 minutes
Before the authorities and the FBI's in it
That teller's up to something, look, his are squinted

[Fox] Don't let that button be the why you're finished

Yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we reach B.I.G
[Fox] Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did
[Jay-Z] Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head
Almost got
[Fox] We got a of cash
it in the stash
Long as we keep shitin' like
Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with
You my Clyde for
I'm your like this
I can see us gettin' rich this nigga

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