Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Fetish

I gotta I gotta I I gotta
x 2

(Hook)
A.K go
that go
Shotty go
that Desert go
i gotta gun i gotta gun fetish I gotta gun fetish I gotta gun fetish
x 2

fuck you I got goons by the door
the fuck you I got 'em for
niggas beefin no more
carry your body to the morgue

these niggas betta it
we got them hammers we'll put nails up in coffin
I'm sick of niggas and them hollows them 'em
And if he lives there's no way that walkin

These niggas turnin bitch like dressed in drag
A sleeping trip to hell get the black bags
All my niggas they rounded up and when that barrels in your face its looking as fuck

You get up out my face
That SK get to faster than some mace
When it rains say it pours
Shits all sweet my niggas at your front door

(Hook)

I'm something you ignore
100 rounds everywhere like it's on tour
You do by's I put shells through your door
I'll have him leaking like I opened up his

I'm fucking crazy try me
You can't eat if you don't run it by me nigga
I aint gotta carry my goons they fire triggers
Gun shells hit you hard and run right through you like its

You can me nigga go head and try to scheme
Silencers equipped on beams
You got my bread well I got this toast
I'll Sunday school a nigga him get the Holy Ghost

I'm semi-holding loaded
I'll leave him in the forest with his skin corroded
So you can talkin shit boy
You eating breakfast my goons at your door

(Hook)

I gun fetish I gotta gun fetish
I get pissed and all you is (rat tat tat tat tat tat)
x 2

tell niggas I aint playing with 'em
fuck a wrong place wrong his homies laying with 'em
I'm something you ignore
I the smell of gore

(Hook)