Luyện nghe bài hát Go For Your Guns

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

One:

Niggaz in the that I dislike
You better get right
These what the fuck is a fist fight
Picture me niggaz in headlocks
When I can lick off shots, and put ass in a box
Cause if you steppin to me tryin to throw a right
You're just lookin to get your motherfuckin life
Cause I can't wait to be a fate
So while you lift weights, I'm liftin lite-ass nickel
So if you wanna misbehave
I'll to kick it to the motherfuckin grave digger
motherfucker you heard it
Doin all that shit, nope, your dopey-ass murdered
Niggaz'll be the Kid
But be in prison doin a motherfuckin body-bid
So you can take all Rocky shit home
Sylvester ain't shit against Al Capone
Cause I got no patience or energy
for motherfuckers and punk-ass that wanna injure me
Step up and play me I'm soft
I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin motherfuckers off
Leavin the scene Machine Gun Kelly
Two to the about four cross the belly
Steady niggaz the runs
Fuckin clam put fists down and go for your guns

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

"So, so what are you do?
the crap out of me?" NO!

Verse

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

"Yo wassup, what the is up now man?

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

Three:

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