Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Gun

And now a word from out local

[Beth Melillo
Gun possession is a war affecting children in their homes and schools
Eight children a day die from a gunshot in the U.S.
A million gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
with homicide being the leading of death
How is it possible 200 million guns
are in the U.S. with only 80 million legal owners?
we do something, guns will continue to flood the streets
along with the

DipSet,

1]
That's my word, I flip herb, birds
Coke, crack, dope, smack, ohh heard herb
Should talk in sign language, don't deserve words
I get my serve swerved, may 'em 1st 3rd
lyin' lie for what
Steer a whip, drive it up, a brick, pie it up, supply the stuff, fly as fuck
word, word nigga
Just observe, I disturb from New Jerse to the curb, make 'em serve
Stop lyin', picture me poutin' dog ya vision a fountain
Bad bitch switchin' and (in what) in that Christian Louboutin
Word, on everything, on everything, you in spinners
Know what I in the winter, 80 degrees deal with a winner
I know some rowdy niggaz that rock a Audi proudly
One bout me doubt me, bounty Saudi shout me
I'm sprayin it well, I'm playin the sell, 50 mill like Chappelle
My paper propel, won't lay in a cell, you a L

This is fun (Fun), you should run nigga (Run)
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun)
This is fun (Fun), you a dumb nigga (Dumb)
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun Nigga)
What let's go to the car, what go to the car
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun Nigga)
What let's go to the car, let's go to the car
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun Nigga)

[Beth Melillo
Did you know that a 3 year old has the physical to shoot a gun?
Juvenile gun possession is a
If a child obtains an improperly gun
the adult is criminally liable (Killa)
The restrictions are

2]
Yo, sell you crack for a dub (Dub), a package of love (its all love)
The far, I'm at the bar, got my gat in the club (poppin' Sizzurp)
And my ratchet is snub (snub), just for you actin' a (thug)
You will get smacked with some bub, I got my mask and my
Yup we again, the cops you dialin' again (what)
Guns matchin my jeans (what's that) I'm just stylin' my
I get squashed (why)
When that telly is I medley a deadly a sauce
that'll petty a steady already get and hard
And and, I got mami's screamin' damnit man
Really Cam, hand in hand to a Phantom tan (God Damn)
Pam pam man, no man or land jam with me (nope)
Damn fam a jamboree, posse gangs and (where we at)
In of the corner store under the canopy
Chick wanna with me, she gotta drink a can of p (here drink this)
That's a pineapple soda (what's this) a pineapple Rover
(What happened) don't sit on the hood, time after time I told ya