Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Gun

And now a word from out local

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

DipSet,

1]
That's my word, I flip herb, birds
Coke, crack, dope, smack, ohh snap heard
Should talk in sign language, ya'll deserve words
I get my serve swerved, may 'em 1st 3rd
Stop lyin' lie for
Steer a whip, drive it up, steer a brick, pie it up, the stuff, fly as fuck
Said word, nigga
Just observe, I disturb from New to the curb, make 'em serve figures
Stop lyin', picture me poutin' dog ya vision a fountain
Bad bitch switchin' and bouncin' (in what) in that Louboutin
Word, on everything, on everything, you still in
what I feel in the winter, 80 degrees deal with a winner
I know some rowdy rowdy that rock a Audi proudly
One thing bout me doubt me, bounty Saudi me
I'm it well, I'm playin the sell, 50 mill like David Chappelle
My paper propel, lay in a cell, you takin' a L

This is fun nigga (Fun), you should run (Run)
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun)
is fun nigga (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, let's go to the car
Get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya gun (Gun Nigga)
What go to the car, what 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 strength to shoot a gun?
gun possession is a problem
If a child obtains an stored gun
the adult owner is liable (Killa)
The restrictions are

2]
Yo, sell you for a dub (Dub), it's 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), for you actin' a thug (thug)
You will get smacked with some bub, I got my and my glove
Yup we wildin' again, the cops you again (what)
matchin my jeans (what's that) I'm just stylin' my friend
I get squashed (why)
When that telly is ready I medley a a sauce
that'll petty a steady get heavy and hard
And and, I got mami's screamin' damnit man
damnit Cam, hand in hand to a Phantom tan (God Damn)
Pam pam man, no man or could jam with me (nope)
Damn fam a jamboree, posse gangs and (where we at)
In front of the corner store under the
Chick wanna stand with me, she gotta a can of p (here drink this)
That's a pineapple soda (what's this) this a pineapple
(What happened) don't sit on the hood, time time I done told ya