Luyện nghe bài hát Grab My Gun

I'm sticking on the tip of your dick
give testicles a swift kick
ain't that some
am I
harder than the
it ain't no it's a nigger with a spliff
and a chrome-fu fist on yo back
so what you want how you wanna act
I hope cause I love to see niggas die
brains all out on the street
and the preaching: he was a good man
played the bad man when the was in his hand
now he's singing sad songs Elvis
three to the head 'bout six cross the
you fuck the high die you die
the same motherfucker
if you up in the sky
I want old nex shit
suplex shit hardcore

a repetitive loop all I need to
is the proof I put it to you boy
hope you got the
biggie the rap genius
I keep the glock by the
the cleanest cut fuck
with the big humongous
I to rub a butt
my is Gucci like the hookers pussy
and it don't a lot of black puff
to put me flamin em
like that little nigga
glock 19 to my cranium
gang-thight gun motherfucker
niggas in brains thought biggie was a sucker
I tricked em I me work then I snitched em
I stripped em niggas dont want the friction
told you before how I bring gun
playing Larry Johnson and his grand

fuck and feel the fury of a high nigga
when I get busy throw you 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
tryna my track
when i to sell crack I aint had problems like that
street rules your pockets and your jewels
a nigga front throw a gat to the
next one to is getting blasted
to a flows from the ill gettho bastard
as I release master it's like indecent
stuck to your ass like tissue you're wiping fast
mc's have a time believing
I'm with death hard to kill like steven
jacob I'm leaving
The black motto: you got a better chance playing lotto