Luyện nghe bài hát Bonnie And Clyde, Pt2

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

Gun check
[Fox]
[Jay-Z] go over the plan
[Fox] I'mma 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 the cleavage
I you to make this nigga believe he 'bout eat it
[Fox] I can let him see or
[Jay-Z]
[Fox] Two gun totin', I seen stole
[Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon rollin'
[Fox] Yeah, we promotin'
[Jay-Z] We come for the and
[Fox] All the in the spot
[Jay-Z] Act funny, get
Nigga, hands high
[Jay-Z] And I hope none of niggas got plans to die
[Fox] We can't goodbyes

[Jay-Z] In me and this bitch will be like
Five together, right?
Damn, seem like forever
[Jay-Z] We trade
We spray blocks
[Jay-Z] And we fail
[Fox] Yeah, but we hot

[1 - J] Now you die for your nigga?
[F] Yeah I'd die for my
[J] Would you for your nigga?
[F] I lie for my nigga
[J] Would you live for your
[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 from a tree
[F] They ready for us, nigga
[J]
[F] Sound Bonnie and Clyde to me

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

Over baby, told you
Big gun right over left shoulder baby
Same that taught you how to hold that 80
From day one we old and crazy
Let's the world

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

Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished

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

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