Luyện nghe bài hát Gun in Your Mouth

[Intro:
For the Charlestown bank robbers, this one's for you.

Ill Bill]
I'mma rob a bank then I'mma down south
a smile on my face and my gun in your mouth
Stick up the dope man, y'all what the fuck I'm about
With a smile on my face and my gun in your
Run whole shit, stash box under the couch
With a smile on my and my gun in your mouth
Run up in your momma's and air everyone out
a smile on my face and my gun in your mouth

[Verse 1:
Let's smoke a bundle of embalming
an armored car up, I'mma climb into it
All I is an eight-ball and nine to do it
I'll put the driver in the trauma unit or
I know some wannabes sloppy ki's
With coke and in the crib, probably trees
We'll get em drunk, passed out and his keys
Open his door, up his whore and then breeze
I know the for a robbery
Is very long but it doesn't bother me
I to get rich, bitch cause I'm drug sick
I got a mask, gloves, gun, and a clique
Fuck a pig cop or a mug flick
We get away clean, never be seen
And this is the American
So we for it, kill for it, whatever it means

[Verse 2:
the ironman with the nine in his hand
Got my mind on my plan cause I for the fam
Kick in the door waving the
Run the and the cash, get your ass on the floor
Ties his around his back with extension cords
He was slipping at the Source Awards
I call DMS, you call EMS, FDNY,
We get committing strong-armed robberies
matter if it's crack, heroin, or trees
When the in your face, you gonna open the safe
Unless you wanna know how a bullet'll taste

[Verse 3: Ill
I pull hammers like double
My Desert Eagle's in your faces
Billy Crystal, the fucking greatest
A really guy, run up on you shooting nines
A fucking idiot, I ain't to do time
to money, I ain't afraid to do crime
Addicted to pussy, with two dimes
I fall at night clutching the biscuit
Hiding the kilo of in a bucket of chicken
Listen, we big with big burners, a bunch of murderers
Fuck a heater, I'll beat you to with furniture
chairs and tables, kitchen sinks, listen bitch
We the shit, this is it
We the real thing, we Scorsese to reality
I horrifying behaviour into salaries
I jump out a and pop ya
Run up on you while you're in Burger eating a Whopper