Luyện nghe bài hát Go For Your Guns

"Get down let's see hands, see your hands!
see your hands, everybody, hands!
Everybody let's see hands! Huh?
nobody move!
Don't get out of the car, stay where at"

One:

Niggaz in the that I dislike
You better get this
These days what the fuck is a fist
me puttin niggaz in headlocks
When I can off shots, and put they ass in a box
Cause if you steppin to me tryin to a right hook
You're just lookin to get your motherfuckin took
Cause I can't wait to be a niggaz
So while you lift weights, I'm liftin lite-ass nickel
So if you misbehave nigga
I'll to kick it to the motherfuckin grave digger
Yeah you heard it
Doin all that rope-a-dope shit, nope, your dopey-ass
be the Karate Kid
But I'll be in prison doin a motherfuckin
So you can all that Rocky shit home
Sylvester ain't shit against Al Capone
I ain't got no patience or energy
for motherfuckers and punk-ass suckers that injure me
Step up and play me like I'm
Bitch I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin off
Leavin the scene like Gun Kelly
Two to the head four cross the belly
Steady niggaz the runs
Fuckin clam put your fists down and go for your

"Alright, on the ground, face down face down on the
Get on the
Hands behind head"

"So, so are you gonna do?
Beat-beat the out of me?" NO!

Verse

You niggaz better hop or chill
Cause my glock can kill twenty motherfuckers boxer skills
That's how I put a head out
The murder scene needs more Visine to get the red out
And I don't give a fuck if you know
I'ma blow your motherfuckin ass to Pluto
And when I blast the trey pass away
Put in the ground til silly clown ass decay
So all you niggaz with the
(Is ready?) Well dibbida-dat's all folks
Cause you don't want the nine to go (boom)
like Tyson woulda died a long time ago
Ran luck when I struck on you sucker ducks
No uppercuts you'll be motherfucker bucked
all rumps in stuffed up boots
Hell no, I'm givin burial suits
little T.K.O was A.O.K.
My way is R.I.P., are D.O.A.
Dead on
So nigga you better come with your gun if you survival
the Mak-11
And those are real shots on the track 7
I ain't kickin buns
If a bitch I'ma wetta you better go for your guns

"Yo wassup, the fuck is up now man?

Where my money at
Hey yo, yo I you I'd see you when I see you
Aww man you act you wanna fight
What what? Yeah yeah alright yeah, I wanna fight"

Verse

Rollin up on niggaz wigs
I got a Sig for you nigs and all you motherfuckin pigs
Kool G a bad decision
Fuck front I'm puttin niggaz on television
I got heart kid if you want we can it out
But you ain't got no heart when I blow it out
Straight out your
Cause you got by the mack let's see you black belt dat
me doin some pushups, and get ambushed up
And put in a box all up
So motherfucker be a
Cause I can't hit or a niggaz without pullin out my burner
So when a motherfucker want to
You around with G and you'll be fightin Death tonight
So you wanna get loose G
Cause I'm givin more flat lines to niggaz than
So come on Lee
Yo I'ma you who the motherfucker is with all the juice G
So if you intimidate
A nigga like me, great, will your fuckin head disinigrate
I'm niggaz to Bedrock
out for the red dot
Or get your motherfuckin shot
are dialin 911
Huh, you little niggaz go for your guns