Luyện nghe bài hát Grab My Gun

I'm icepicks on the tip of your dick
your testicles a swift kick
ain't some shit
am I
harder the planet
it ain't no it's a nigger with a spliff
and a chrome-fu fist pressed on yo
so you want nigga how you wanna act
I hope civilized cause I love to see die
brains all out on the street
and the pastor preaching: he was a man
played the bad man the burner was in his hand
now he's sad songs with Elvis
three to the head 'bout six the pelvis
you fuck the high die you die
the same motherfucker
if you up in the sky
I some old nex shit
shit hardcore section

a repetitive all I need to display
is the proof I put it to you boy
hope you got the
biggie the rap genius
I keep the by the penis
the cleanest cut fuck
the big humongous butts
I used to rub a
my style is Gucci the hookers pussy
and it take a lot of black puff
to put me into em
that little nigga Damien
glock 19 to my mothafucking
gang-thight gun motherfucker
niggas in they brains biggie was a sucker
I tricked em I me work then I snitched em
I em cause niggas dont want the friction
told you how I bring gun drama
playing Larry Johnson and his mama

around and feel the fury of a high nigga
when I get busy you hands in the sky nigga
I got the illest of the ill mentality niggas be me
knowing that they rather be stabbing me all up in my
take my track
when i used to sell I aint had problems like that
street rules watch pockets and your jewels
a nigga throw a gat to the fool
next one to move is getting
streets to a flows from the ill gettho
as I release master peace like indecent
stuck to your ass like tissue you're wiping fast
have a hard time believing
I'm with death hard to kill like steven
jacob I'm leaving
The black man's motto: you got a better chance lotto