Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Guns

(talking)
Yeah man, uh, I'm in the with Big Flake
Uh huh, that's my nigga, he fin to wreck bitch
Yo, we shut them with Dopehouse Records
We're family, we together we roll together
For you that don't understand it, f**k you
KnowI'mtalkingbout, yo, uh

Flake]
Big bitch yeah, you know me
Ride in my city in a leg-O-D
Like, I hit the block with a in my priches
F**k the pool shit and I got for you bitches
That's all in my space, to take a nigga place
But I ain't the shit, get the f**k out my face
F**k a case, the hooter can't hold me
I'm 300 pounds, six you know me now
And me bitch where the dance at shack
Got a cannon on my waist and I blast back
Get the last laugh, cause I ain't stopping till I you
I flip boys like a ki of soda
It's the take over, Shut Em on the map
And we give a f**k I drop bombs like a jap
And throwed tracks, and raps, I bust caps
Now what y'all little niggas know about
First we click clack, you hear it go pop
I'm a little g and man I can't stop
I'm non shalant, so I be detected
And you heard the ghetto message, and bitch I it
It's I resurrected and just came up out the grave
Cause everytime I grab the mic, all these niggas in a
It's like almighty, when you creep up in the
Every you weak, my g's up to no good
It's understood, my crime stories and sales
My nigga Los said, man sales
You gone fell, if you try to test
I'm like daytime T.V., and restless
Check the list, me and D V.I.P.
I'm a cold ass mex me frosty
try to cross me, cause I don't like hoe niggas
I bust down the with a 4-4 nigga
Do I dro no nigga, Big Flake on the loose out

Hold a grudge with two niggas f**k they damn troops, bitch

(talking)
That's my nigga
these hoe ass niggas

(Chorus - 2x)
You your boys, I'll bring my boys
You get your guns, get my guns

[South Park
On the play list, bracelets
Then we make hits, makeshift
a few years in this rap game
Slanging cocaine, sacks say
Niggas I was selling kilos, and elbows
Are the same motherf**kers that I do shows
Smoke indo, and with some thick hoes
My roll deep like some minnows
I'm ?stilloes?, the one you to for caine fool
When you got when you had to explain to
I can't do the dope, said it
Devil in the mic, be the row
As a of skills, I'm still cracking rims
I got a beer belly look I'm having twins
I'm the youngest, mom say I'm the
The finest bitch in my was the f**king nurse
Only heaven knows, I've been through
In third grade I got with ?hijitsu?
Now I rest my head in a hotel
With a gun and a bitch and some used
Watching cable half a on the table
Mix a two liter with four O's of
I'm ami wathro, come through the back door
And for bout 80 pounds of wacky tabacco
I jack hoes, but now I'm trying to rap
My neighbor played for the Astros
And last night he hit two runs
Everywhere I go I got at least four
I got two plants, grow under lamps
I'm at the club just wishing I dance
Man I got cash, I'm a quetho
I like to watch my dog eat up dogs and let go
I'm murdering, I'll destroy any
on his own blood, gargling and gurgling
Step to me, you better be
I know you motherf**kers remember me from Reveille

(Chorus - 4x)