Luyện nghe bài hát Grab The Gauge

(4x)]

Grab my guage and erase
Grab my guage and then
Ride up on the
And put some niggas in the page

1: Gangsta Boo]

I'm out, I'm livin' large,
Naughty naughty get the feelin' ah this shit
This shit so funky comes way under nigga are Triple 6
I you hatas out my face
Yo life is over motherfucka, when I grab ahold guage
My from the Three 6 click they keep me hooked up on that game
I'm chargin' niggas daily maybe, lady, is out to get
You can't fuck wit me
I'm flowin', showin', I ain't no hata
wanna ride for he say she say they say next
Comin' strictly from the gettin' greater later
You suckas need to grow up out that shit
nine-six, to two G bitch
Quit fakin' just ah Three, Six, Mafia
Misses lady gangsta on that weed, chicken rib
Just to let you know my hoe come on the scenery
Scenery, filled wid red dots, infra red
Now where you go?
You can't hide life is over kid,
It's time for the
Cause you have up wid the wrong ass bitch

4x]

[DJ
2: DJ Paul & Juicy J]
Man nigga kill me
tellin' people that he's about to go nationwide
When he gotta his tapes of his self
Plus he gotta Kim, to get a ride

J]
I saw the motherfucka standin' out in ah Best
The nigga talk the hard shit on that tape,
about, bout my tape
Knowin' he as cake

[DJ
The type ah nigga to tell hoes
that's he about to blow the up
The only blowin' up you doin'
Is I stick the grenade in your butt

J]
He say he smokin' so blunts
I tell, ooh, he's a liar
I saw you for real,
Hit ill shit,
You buyer

[DJ
These hoes be killin' me so softly,
Juice man I what you sayin'
But little bit a bitch boy
I be sellin' his first cassette or offa me

J]
Don't about the dope,
You enraged, after you got page,
From a doctor from the health
Tellin' you you are fatal wid AIDS

This hoe boy card
[DJ
Was a mad bit than he for the two pon it
Then he got fucked his contract
You bitch boy a fuckin' dummy

J]

Young nigga never sell more than the Three 6, bitch please
Lookin' tryna deal wid big cars, thieves, put 'em on dem CDs
(4x)]

[Verse 3: Infamous & Koopsta]
Infamous is comin' like an Italian Arabic
Maniac, comin' to rip your damn head of your
I I wreckin' ya South American
Killa Colombian Muslim or some, loop
and straight to the head for the
put heart in the back and I spit on yo ashes
and the blunt of the down in my stash,
I reside in the insane the bodies I pound 'em
on Island where there is no smilin'
the niggas buckwild and the are silenced
Military barbarian buck 'em and 'em fuck wid the
there's combine us,
scarier, insanitarium, and carry 'em,
There's no merry love, only blood,
Till I take worst out ah all ah these
flesh and bone through the back of shirt
points burst and disperse going through
you be up and buried in dirt that'll work,
The Scarecrow be these niggas for shit
they get wid these bitches they'll never compare,
I'm comin' the land of Triple 6 niggas still
sufferin' every day that I

Knicca]

I see them fucking on they brother man,
It happens everyday make me grab the guage,
I play I best to kill wid guage
And put ya in the back of that grey Chevrolet

('til fade