Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz n' Gunz

Nigga snatched your house
Cut you on the
Nigga you know my people
to war with like 14 people
Drink like it's legal
Fresh in the cut all turned up
Used to tell my homeboy slow
He laughed at me clutchin' on the four
bust his head 'fore I came home
Me and Gang in the Regal
Goin' to get back at the
I told Fat fall with the jack heads
'Fore I came home, nigga
Now they do it on buses
and get you like buster
All my side women
Do I roll with Buster?
I lay down, play around with no nigga
life boss made, I'm a go getter
Still real, still solid, no ho
You ain't just what happened to them ho niggas?
Everybody shot, niggas gettin' stopped
Mommas really losin' they sons
Might as well keep it with them young niggas
as well tell 'em get guns

Choppers and guns, and guns
Chop-chop-chop-choppers and
Choppers and guns, and guns
Choppers and guns, and guns
Oh shit man, here we go with them choppers and
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Hope you got and guns

Niggas gettin' smoked at the
'Fore I leave the house, grab the
I at my nigga, you outta here
Don't make me say what was our year
Nigga for you, they don't ride 'round
Fuck a boy, I got a five pound
Keef with the sweep, shit get deeper
Track like
shots, ten shots, we can get down
You can up bitch but you gon' sit down
You can man up bitch and you get 'round
But we and-1 and commit fouls
Niggas out the road 'cause niggas rat
Shoulda got him when you his name up in black
Lil Ria gunned down for a pint
wasn't even no Act

Choppers and guns, and guns
Chop-chop-chop-choppers and
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Choppers and guns, and guns
Oh shit man, here we go with them and guns
and guns, choppers and guns
Hope you got choppers and

My nigga lil in the papers
Heard he own a body in the
He at me "Unc I'm a G though"
was when he was like three though
To-Lu, they for his kilos
But he got a bag of squirllers
A bag of money and a big ass
'bout to be capital murder
They and they whack you on purpose
They walk by your like they turtles
You see 'em, you run, you jump
You it at home now you murdered
How the fuck I'm supposed to lil daddy chill out when the nigga 'round tryna kill him
They killed his lil and Slim
boys play above the rim

Choppers and guns, and guns
and guns
Choppers and guns, and guns
Choppers and guns, and guns
Oh man, here we go with them choppers and guns
and guns, choppers and guns
Hope you got and guns