Luyện nghe bài hát Fiyah Gun

Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto fiyah gun
The police corrupt, they want us in prison
Every where war
Keep Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

day, life's a struggle for me
If I don't do it, who gon' hustle for me?
Believe in me, invest, with me
If you don't starve, how you gon' eat me?
streets is hell, for young black males
Pick cell, cracker jail
Our options are few, temptation is
For with my eyes and skin dark as a penny

Raised up in Babylon, of king from the slums
Enslave us Africans, raised me to gun
man, angry man
Likkle beg a man
shoot, ring alarm
Preacher going a song, chant a song rappa pom
Big up Gong
to bucktown
Get fucked by or wrong, our whole system corrupt now
bis control the district
Original gun click, bun a mystic

Gun
The ghetto red hot, yutes fiyah gun
The police corrupt, they us locked in prison
The ghetto red hot, yutes fiyah gun
The corrupt, they want us locked in prison
where there's war
Keep Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

Yeah, blazing,
dem bad and brazen
Dem yute like adventure, like Babylon dem cave in
Send some wid natural live wires, arranging
Ain't no mad and crazy when di fiyah raging
up, blaze up
Ghetto yutes a up
Now dem get dem awareness, Babylon yuh days up
Declaration of the rights gave us
Every man have a right to decide his, own and right wi neva gave up
and physically they wanna enslave us
Nah guh be dem sacrifice in dis age us
Fight fi life and hear mi culture, a save us
Up di sword and draw mi shield, a field suh brave up
Gates up, up
Mek mi talk bout, don't

Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto fiyah gun
The police corrupt, want us locked in prison
Every where war
Keep your (right)
Gun
The ghetto red hot, yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

Yo I on the avenue
Trap Fox scuffing, kicking knowledge
Tired of seeing ghetto with nothing
robbing fo' their three squares
Sticking up squares
to the sky, soul searching, wearing cheap airs
Guns busting, sticking
Bandanas covered the
of my niggas ain't niggas
The story was by the corrupted who's only goal is to oppress
If I ain't in jah, put a hole right through their chest
But I'm civilized, focus on breaking their system
Stacking isn't the goal, it's the intermission
Direct your mind's energies, not on your
But rather on increasing charity over centuries
This is meant to warfare with
My legacy is something to over centuries

Gun
The ghetto red hot, yutes fiyah gun
The police corrupt, they want us in prison
Every there's war
Keep Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun

up
I'm like the trees by the rivers
Babylonian wud a prefer si wi running
means rewind, the gunshot means forward
Yuh this suh we rewind
Gun, Gun, Gun, Gun
I'm the trees by the rivers planted
Babylonian wud a prefer si wi wanted
The yutes dem hungry, and di dem want bread
Dem waan fi wi when wi have wi tings a walk wid
now
Dem nuh waan wi fi survive in a di
General yuh know di affi guh meet
Di dem have dem goal dem would a want fi live fi see it
We working hard, stay up pon yuh feet