Luyện nghe bài hát Choppers N Gunz

Nigga snatched from your
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 pound
Nigga bust his head I came home
Me and Gang in the Regal
Goin' to get back at the
I told Fat back with the jack heads
'Fore I came home, dusted
Now they do it on them
Come and get you like
All my women know
Do I still with Buster?
I don't lay down, around with no nigga
Track boss made, I'm a go getter
real, still solid, no ho nigga
You just heard what happened to them ho niggas?
Everybody gettin' shot, niggas stopped
Mommas really outchea they sons
Might as well keep it real with them young
Might as 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 man, here we go with them choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Hope you got choppers and

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

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

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

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