Luyện nghe bài hát Bonnie Clyde Part Ii

Bust your guns, yeah, Bonnie and Clyde
You me, smell me?
(That's right, you know?)
I'mma this one straight to the top

And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape
It's like that, you know what I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo
(Bonnie and Clyde y'all)

Gun check, check, let's go over the
I'mma up to the joint slow, then hop out the van
Nah, don't hop out, slide out lookin' a knockout
Show a little thigh, this nigga's eyes pop out
Seize him the cleavage
I want you to make this nigga he 'bout eat it

I can let him see or feel,
Two gun totin', I seen dimes
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon rollin'
Yeah, we promotin'

We come for the and all the money in the spot
Act funny, get shot, nigga, hands
And I hope of y'all niggas got plans to die
We can't stand

In history me and this bitch will be
Five years together, Damn, seem like forever
We trade shots, we spray
And we fail, yeah, but we stay hot

Now would you die for your
Yeah, I'd die for my
Would you ride for nigga?
I lie for my nigga

you live for your nigga?
Do up big for you,
Would you bid for your
Shit, you my

Would you ride for me? robbery
Would you die for me? I hang high from a
They ain't for us, nigga, obviously
like Bonnie and Clyde to me

I protect you like a do
I'm the lady with a 380 right next to you
poppin' out the stock
And it's two guns, two hun', get
I this whole shit down

They ain't know the vault, pull bank
I ya squaw when I aims this rod
niggas can't do a thing to this broad
My hurt the same as y'alls

I've been by the best, extorted the rest
Wearin' a niggas shit, crossin' my
Life on the line, say prayers under my
But knew I'd be 'cuz right there to my left

Over, baby, you, baby
Big gun right over your left shoulder,
nigga that taught you how to hold that 80
From day one 'til we old and crazy, let's the world

Would you die for your
Yeah, I'd die for my
Would you ride for your
I gets lie for my

Would you live for nigga?
Do up big for you,
Would you bid for your
Shit, you my

Would you for me? Rapper robbery
you die for me? I hang high from a tree
They ready for us, nigga, obviously
Sound Bonnie and Clyde to me, yeah, nigga

Ran up at
The bank robbers in our is like St. Bernard's swimmin'
Everybody hit the floor, and women
Kids rush for the door, keep cry to a limit

Time check ma, we got 5 minutes
the authorities rush and the FBI's in it
That teller's up to something, look, his eyes are
Don't let that button be the reason why finished

Yeah, the sky's the 'til we reach B.I.G
Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did
Gotta reverse the six, [Incomprehensible] jerk
Almost got whiplash, we got a shit of cash
it in the stash

Long as we shitin' like this
Shit, ain't nothin' with this
You my Clyde for life, I'm your Bonnie like
I can see us gettin' like this, nigga

Would you die for your
Yeah, I'd die for my
Would you ride for your
I lie for my nigga

Would you live for nigga?
Do up big for you,
Would you bid for nigga?
Shit, you my

Would you for me? Rapper robbery
But you die for me? I hang high from a tree
They ain't ready for us, nigga,
Sound like and Clyde to me, nigga