Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Harmonizing

"Somebody me up, yeahhh
And give me a
Give me a ride, I'm slidin off the
There's a curve in the
I know when I'm going, crazy"

[vocal gun sounds and scatting for next 22

Da 5'9"]
Verbalizin my fiend
Communicatin while you usin machine squirters
Brrap, that my tongue, I let you lick it
Nigga that, fo'-fifth'll, lift a nigga, clique up
The call for your soul, it's time to go pick up
Answer the horn, blowin at you, you cold stiff up
My heat, heatin my hip up, all we do is court strippers
Your metal freezin like it's a zipper
I (I) ride around with
Not the Preme from Queens, but the Preme {?}
'Bout to the game, 'bout to fly the desert, eagle
for y'all like the wing's the clip, and the barrel's the beak
My perilous fleece, I'ma throw on diamonds
I'm a pharaoh deceased, like a was rhymin
And, I advice ya not attempt to
New (Temptations), the gun

gun sounds and scatting for next 22 seconds]

Da 5'9"]
Every bullet's a
I with a firing pen every time the, trigger pull it's a quote
Inside a poof of smoke
lines of that gunpowder I'm hotter than a pair of boots and a coat
And a
The best alive could be the best rapper that died, a murderous
If you ain't get it by now I'm
I'm wild, a nigga better than me is who I heard of yet
So I ain't yet
He ain't even been born, his momma's a virgin, she ain't furtile yet
Prepare to get back - next you take a shit
Stand and turn around and look in the toilet then me to THAT
Don't me to none of these motherfuckin
hustlers tough until they standin in front of me duckin
It's off with yo' head nigga 'less you one of Dodgers
We off as one, we gun harmonize!

gun sounds and scatting for next 22 seconds]

I]
This is musical, my spit is beautiful
And if the best rapper died be sittin at Nickel's funeral
But we ain't dyin cause our trigger nail you
as as you clip a cuticle, hollows'll hit your follicles
I your wig from far away like a long arm barber
Then lift weight like a strong arm robber
Put on Moses, I rely on my ride
As sure as Satan's tongue lyin to God, everybody
It's like you standin in a firing squad
Singers for I find him a job
You see the baritone, the revolver's a tenor
Way the spin your body I'ma call 'em "The Spinners"
Call 'em "Earth, Wind & Fire", put you the earth, wind and fire
Feel the that burnt Richard Pryor
I'm keepin two guns, I named 'em Romeo and
Make you take five like you and homies on the movie set
BLAOW!

[vocal gun and scatting for next 22 seconds]