Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz n' Gunz

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

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

gettin' smoked at the Exxon
'Fore I the house, grab the teflon
I look at my nigga, you outta
Don't make me say year was our year
Nigga lookin' for you, they don't ride
a four boy, I got a five pound
Chief with the sweep, shit get deeper
like Chi-Town
Nine shots, ten shots, we can get
You can stand up bitch but you gon' sit
You can man up and you get miss 'round
But we and-1 and commit fouls
out the road 'cause these niggas rat
Shoulda got him when you his name up in black
Lil Ria gunned down for a pint
Juice wasn't no Act

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

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

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