Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Fetish

I I gotta I gotta I gotta
x 2

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

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

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

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

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

(Hook)

I'm you can't ignore
100 spit everywhere like it's on tour
You do drive by's I put shells through your
I'll have him leaking like I up his pores

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

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

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

(Hook)

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

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

(Hook)