Luyện nghe bài hát Get My Gun

I'm to get get my gun

This motherfucker wants to me?
Em, Em, what the fuck you man?
I got something for his ass, calm down, no you down
Man, what's you're problem? Fuck

The motherfucker to pop shit to me? Man
He wasn't poppin' shit, you heard him he was poppin' shit
shit? That shit, you heard him
He asked for your

A mass murderer, pack burners to blast further you can get
My be shooting through bricks
I mix anything together, I done guillotine a
Keep it heated, I pop with 17 or better

I'll be heads, I'm in everyones nightmare
A nigger that can ever be scared of the FED's
And the niggers fuck with you, stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, there's nothing you can do

Enough with you're motherfucking talk, you're soft
Get you're balls blew off, a sawed-off, fa' raw dawg?
Crazier then all y'all , you like the navy when I'm angry
You'll never catch me in a NOC's car

All I have is of, breathing evil
Desert Eagle's will eat people
When I see you I'ma heat you're slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the and

(I'm to get get my gun)
This motherfucker's that shit
Nah fuck I'll be right back
(I'm to get get my gun)
Nah motherfucker, you
You ain't me like that

(I'm to get get my gun)
Walk to the room, sixteen shot
how you like that?
(I'm to get get my gun)
Bet you ain't know I'm strapped
Nice one, this is my gat
(I'm to get get my gun)

I bring it to niggers lookin' as if they trouble
I send they body around like a stunt double
Forget the fightin', scrappin', squabing, buckin'
I'll squeeze the piece you jumpin', dodgin',

Squatin' under and screamin' "That niggers bluffin' "
I cuff my nuts while cussin' "Don't him"
I'm up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My nigger Big I Jamal lettin' the heat

Heat sleep hoes got it in, neepo
'Cause you shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws
You hit a little closer if you wanna try
whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders

You can fold or ya' brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will you with a tiny odor
I'm doggish, you feelin' frogish, you bitch
My car is right across the street and
(I'm to get get my gun)

My whole count clips, get you're house lit the fuck up
spouse shit, and you're mouse clip
Betta' watch miscountless slugs send
Watch you holla when them hollow tips dug threw skin

I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz see him
I cock back, right to put your blood on you're friends
Make a run, got a hint, bust a on his chin
Ain't no were like the drugs outta Kim

I'm a psycho icon, the mightful bomb
Get a eye of lead when I slight you're lights out
a street cleaner, wipe you're life out
Bullets flow at you're ears, like a fight bout

Fuck the night clout, guns,
(I'm to get my )
Fuck that, run
Hit the street talks, chumps don't me
Ain't no profit to be home crowd

Dumbass motherfuckers, gotta come to me
With some dumb
Fuckin' I done told motherfucker
Wassup bitch? Autograph this, oh
(I'm to get my gun)

I'm trying to pull the trigger but it's stuck,
My shit is all up, up
C'mon you sucking, good for nothing
piece of shit, shoot, ah

Yeah, wattup bitch? Say that again
the bullet missed, hit a brick
Bounced of it ricocheted in his shin
Went his bitch on the way back hit his friend

Payback homie, don't play that is spin
To be on I told you to leave shit alone or
(I'm to get my gun)
And it's a shame I'm to drunk to aim
stepped in the way and I shot him in his leg

It's bang, bang, bang nigger pop, pop, pop
Everybody bustin' like they ra, ra, ra
But when you see me in the street, I be like now?
They bodyguard be steppin' in trying to shit down
(Chill out man, out)

Fuck that I got a bone to pick, you it
we said that wrestle like some grown man shit
Then we, then we could about our problems, couldn't we?
Just shoot a fair one and handled this seriously

I guess not, you resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my
Step between us and get shot but get separated the squeeze
You ain't ready for war, Runyan ain't to play with

This motherfucker's poppin' shit
Nah fuck that I'll be right
(I'm to get get my gun)
Nah motherfucker, you
You ain't me like that

(I'm to get get my gun)
Walk to the room, shot clip
how you like that?
(I'm to get get my gun)
Bet you know that I'm strapped
Nice one, this is my gat
(I'm to get get my gun)

Walk to for a can of spaghetti
It's one hour and bitch my photo's ain't ready
of my dog and my family reunion
It's been two hours and my fuckin' ruined

Hey, Kate, do you get raped?
Have my on fucking Phillips 38
That's why I don't be battle rapping
'Cause every time I lose, is what the fuck happens

to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him
I'm ready to this bitches brains out
I'm nervous, I farted, some came out

Times up, shot her a gun
Got on my phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy shit I, it
All 'cause I wanted to see Elton naked