Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Guns

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

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

Hold a grudge with two face niggas they damn troops, bitch

(talking)
real my nigga
F**k these hoe ass

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

[South Park
On the play list, diamond
we make hits, V-12's makeshift
Spent a few in this rap game
Slanging cocaine, nasty say
Niggas I was kilos, and elbows with
Are the motherf**kers that I do shows with
Smoke indo, and with some thick hoes
My enemies roll deep like minnows
I'm ?stilloes?, the one you came to for fool
you got robbed when you had to explain to
I can't do the dope, said it
Devil in the mic, be the row
As a plan of skills, I'm cracking rims
I got a beer belly look like I'm twins
I'm the youngest, mom say I'm the
The finest bitch in my was the f**king nurse
Only heaven knows, what been through
In third I got busted with ?hijitsu?
Now I rest my head in a room
With a gun and a bitch and used balloons
Watching half a eight on the table
Mix a two liter four O's of maple
I'm wago ami wathro, come the back door
And went for bout 80 pounds of wacky
I hoes, but now I'm trying to rap though
My neighbor played for the Astros
And night he hit two home runs
Everywhere I go I got at four guns
I got two plants, that grow lamps
I'm at the club just I could dance
Man I got cash, still I'm a
I like to watch my dog eat up other and let go
I'm murdering, I'll destroy any
on his own blood, gargling and gurgling
Step to me, you be hard
I know you motherf**kers remember me from Park

(Chorus - 4x)