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 down with Dopehouse Records
We're family, we together we roll together
For you hoes don't understand it, f**k you
KnowI'mtalkingbout, yo, uh

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

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

(talking)
That's real my
F**k these hoe ass

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

Park Mexican]
On the list, diamond bracelets
Then we make hits, V-12's
Spent a few in this rap game
Slanging cocaine, nasty say
Niggas I was selling kilos, and with
Are the same motherf**kers that I do shows
Smoke indo, and f**k with some thick
My enemies deep like some minnows
I'm ?stilloes?, the one you came to for fool
When you got when you had to explain to
I can't do the dope, said it
in the mic, mesmerized be the row
As a plan of skills, I'm 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 grade I got busted with ?hijitsu?
Now I rest my in a hotel room
With a gun and a bitch and some used
Watching cable a eight on the table
Mix a two liter with four O's of
I'm ami wathro, come through the back door
And went for 80 pounds of wacky tabacco
I jack hoes, but now I'm trying to rap
My nextdoor neighbor played for the
And last he hit two home runs
Everywhere I go I got at least four
I got two plants, that grow under
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 any earthling
Choking on his own blood, and gurgling
Step to me, you be hard
I know you motherf**kers remember me from Reveille

(Chorus - 4x)