Luyện nghe bài hát Get My Gun

I'm to get get my gun

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

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

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

be severin' heads, I'm in everyones nightmare
A that can never ever be scared of the FED's
And the niggers fuck with you, stab and brass knuckle you
Then you in the public, there's nothing that you can do

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

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

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

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

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

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

sleep hoes got it in, you're neepo
'Cause you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's
You gotta hit a little closer if you try
Pistol whip a soldier, with a on his shoulders

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

My whole outfit clips, get you're house lit the fuck up
You're spouse shit, and you're mouse
Betta' watch slugs I'ma send
Watch you holla them hollow tips dug threw you're skin

I'm in love with the sin, Bugz I'ma see him
When I cock back, right to put your on you're friends
Make a run, got a hint, a slug 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, a Tyson fight bout

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

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

I'm trying to the trigger but it's stuck, fuck
My is all jammed up, up
C'mon you cock sucking, for nothing
Mother-fucking of shit, shoot, ah

Yeah, wattup bitch? Say that again
Shot the bullet missed, hit a
Bounced of it ricocheted in his shin
through 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 I'm to drunk to even aim
stepped in the way and I shot him in his leg

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

Fuck that I got a to pick, you said it
Then we said wrestle like some grown man shit
Then we, then we could talk about our problems, we?
Just shoot a fair one and handled this situation

I not, you wanna resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my
between us and get shot but get separated with the squeeze
You ain't ready for war, Runyan nothing to play with

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

(I'm to get get my gun)
Walk to the room, sixteen clip
Bitch how you like
(I'm to get get my gun)
Bet you ain't know that I'm
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
Picture's of my dog and my family
It's been two hours and my days ruined

Hey, Kate, do you wanna get
my pictures on fucking Phillips 38
That's why I be fucking battle rapping
'Cause every time I lose, this is what the fuck

Back to these I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I let him
I'm ready to this bitches brains out
I'm nervous, I farted, some shit out

Times up, her with a gun
Got on my phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy I, regret it
All I wanted to see Elton John naked