Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Harmonizing

"Somebody lift me up,
And me a hannnnnd
me a ride, I'm slidin off the highway
There's a in the road
I don't know I'm going, crazy"

gun sounds and scatting for next 22 seconds]

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

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

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I]
This is musical, my spit is beautiful
And if the best rapper died we'd be sittin at Nickel's
But we dyin cause our trigger finger nail you
as quick as you a cuticle, hollows'll hit your follicles
I split your wig from far away a long arm barber
Then lift your weight like a strong arm
Put on Moses, I rely on my ride
As as Satan's tongue lyin to God, everybody dyin
It's like you in a circular firing squad
Singers for I find him a job
You see the gauge baritone, the a tenor
Way the shots spin body I'ma call 'em "The Spinners"
Call 'em "Earth, Wind & Fire", put you beneath the earth, and fire
Feel the fire that Richard Pryor
I'm two guns, I named 'em Romeo and Juliet
Make you take five you and your homies on the movie set
BLAOW!

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