Luyện nghe bài hát Choppers N Gunz

Nigga from your house
Cut you on the
Nigga you don't know my
Went to war with like 14
Drink Codeine it's legal
Manny Fresh in the cut all up
to tell my homeboy slow down
He laughed at me on the four pound
Nigga his head 'fore I came home
Me and Gang in the Regal
Goin' to get back at the
I Fat fall back with the jack heads
'Fore I came home, nigga
Now they do it on them
and get you like buster
All my women know
Do I still with Buster?
I don't lay down, around with no nigga
Track life boss made, I'm a go
Still real, still solid, no ho
You ain't heard what happened to them ho niggas?
gettin' shot, niggas gettin' stopped
Mommas really outchea they sons
Might as well keep it real with them niggas
Might as well 'em get guns

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

Niggas gettin' smoked at the
I leave the house, grab the teflon
I at my nigga, you outta here
make me say what year was our year
Nigga lookin' for you, they don't 'round
Fuck a four boy, I got a pound
Keef with the sweep, shit get deeper
Track 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 fouls
Niggas out the 'cause these niggas rat
got him when you seen his name up in black
Lil Ria gunned down for a pint
wasn't even no Act

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

My lil Turn in the papers
he own a body in the cape
He at me "Unc I'm a G though"
This was when he was like three
To-Lu, they come for his
But he got a bag of them
A bag of money and a big ass
It's 'bout to be murder
swing and they whack you on purpose
They walk by house like they 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 when the nigga 'round tryna him
killed his lil cousin and Slim
These play above the rim

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