Luyện nghe bài hát Go For Your Guns

"Get down let's see your hands, see hands!
Let's see hands, everybody, hands!
Everybody let's see some hands!
Don't move!
Don't get out of the car, stay where at"

Verse

Niggaz in the that I dislike
You better get this
These days what the 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 hook
You're just lookin to get your life took
I can't wait to be a niggaz fate
So you lift weights, I'm liftin lite-ass nickel plates
So if you misbehave nigga
I'll have to kick it to the motherfuckin grave
motherfucker you heard it
Doin all that rope-a-dope shit, nope, your dopey-ass
be the Karate Kid
But be in prison doin a motherfuckin body-bid
So you can all that Rocky shit home
Stallone ain't shit against Al Capone
Cause I got no patience or energy
for motherfuckers and punk-ass that wanna injure me
up and play me like I'm soft
Bitch I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin off
the scene like Machine Gun Kelly
Two to the head about cross the belly
Steady niggaz the runs
Fuckin clam put your fists and go for your guns

"Alright, on the ground, face down down on the ground
Get on the
behind your 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 motherfuckers with boxer skills
That's how I put a head out
The murder scene more than Visine to get the red out
And I don't give a fuck if you know
Cause I'ma blow your motherfuckin ass to
And when I blast the niggaz pass away
Put in the ground til silly clown ass decay
So all you with the jokes
(Is everybody ready?) Well dibbida-dat's all
Cause nigga you want the nine to go (boom)
Niggaz Tyson woulda died a long time ago
Ran outta luck when I struck on you sucker
No uppercuts you'll be another bucked
Gettin all in stuffed up boots
Hell no, I'm givin motherfuckers burial
Your T.K.O was A.O.K.
My way is R.I.P., are D.O.A.
on Arrival
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 wetta you go for your guns

"Yo wassup, what the 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 like you wanna
What Yeah yeah alright yeah, I wanna fight" *BOOM*

Three:

Rollin up on wearin wigs
Cause I got a Sig for you and all you motherfuckin pigs
G Rap's a bad decision
Fuck front page I'm puttin on television
I got kid if you want we can throw it out
But you ain't got no heart when I blow it out
Straight out back
Cause you got attacked by the mack let's see you belt dat
me doin 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 niggaz without out my burner
So when a motherfucker to fight
You fuck around with G and be fightin Death tonight
So you don't get loose G
Cause I'm givin more flat lines to niggaz loose-leaf
So come on Lee
Yo show you who the motherfucker is with all the juice G
So if you intimidate
A nigga like me, great, will make fuckin head disinigrate
I'm sendin to Bedrock
out for the red dot
Or get your head shot
Niggaz are 911
Huh, you little bitch niggaz go for guns