Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Fetish

I gotta I I gotta I gotta
x 2

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

fuck you want I got by the door
the you think I got 'em for
niggas aint no more
they'll carry your body to the

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

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

You get up out my face
That SK get to spraying than some mace
When it they say it pours
Shits all sweet till my niggas at your front

(Hook)

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

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

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

I'm ch-ch-ch-choppa loaded
leave him stinkin in the forest with his skin corroded
So you can keep shit boy
You eating breakfast my at your back door

(Hook)

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

tell these niggas I aint with 'em
fuck a wrong place time his homies laying with 'em
I'm something you cant
I love the smell of

(Hook)