Luyện nghe bài hát Gentlemen

Over the
Gentlemen, we're all of the game

I was an Autobot type of guy, I hated
Now I drink gin and my best friend's a
Some de Ville edge along, sketches over
Messagin' the .44 long, than Kinga Kong
Head on the
My automatic aims for head shots, devil
I'm like the devil's
thinker but I'm walkin' all alone
I'm an underground with a pocket full of stones
Out of order, breathin' underwater, the
inside your daughter, takin' selfies with an orca
Oral sex music, shootin' on a ship
Coward niggas talkin' but y'all never do
dro, rocket fuel and I blast off
I quest love cause my roots is a thought
I talk lyrics that'll cut you 'til you're in the
Illa Ghee and I'm nicer than a

times spee leave stains on a nigga curb
The best MC, painted a nigga words
The great, the 8 holder
soldiers shit on theyself, the game over
Clapper got clapping battle rap stats
Forgot about the shaq attack that
I blast the Magnum gun
very great honor, I'm the magna cum laude
Cop a squat, they sippin' hot
Get money, big dummy, Lamont pop say
Bout to let actions speak more words
sauce disturbed
The whole crew you got is
See-through socks, new, sock it to yah
poppin' Rugers
New socker choose, your dude, watch your dude
That's watchin' 2Pac in
Constant new verse ave, maneuvers
all in your bloomers, P

Burn, another body on the
Got the hood behind me, keep it grimy I rhyme
Driver recline, rollin' in the fishbowl
No chrome, no tints, blow through your bitch
Big dog, I'm like a St.
You 'bout as small as a Maltese, barkin' on a leash
You gon' get the party shot, get your ass
Somebody call the janitor, we gon' this lobby mopped
Marksman regime, beast mode
Personify street code, get your life
Drive through funeral, come and scoop you up
With you in back of the hearse, hearse on back of the truck
a fuck, you can catch me with the crew or dolo
Sicker star with it, nigga plomo plomo
It's fizz, woah, Mac, OG
Marksman, M.O.P.s,