Luyện nghe bài hát Gun in Your Mouth

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

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

[Verse 1:
Let's smoke a bundle of embalming
Stick an armored car up, I'mma into it
All I need is an and nine to do it
I'll put the fucking driver in the trauma or
I know wannabes sloppy with ki's
With coke and cash in the crib, probably
get em drunk, passed out and copy his keys
Open his door, rope up his whore and breeze
I know the time for a
Is long but it really doesn't bother me
I need to get rich, bitch I'm drug sick
I got a mask, gloves, gun, and a clique
a pig cop faggot or a mug flick
We get away clean, we'll never be
And this is the American
So we for it, kill for it, whatever it means

[Verse 2:
It's the ironman the nine in his hand
Got my mind on my plan cause I for the fam
Kick in the waving the four-four
Run the kush and the cash, get ass on the floor
his hands around his back with extension cords
He was slipping backstage at the Source
I DMS, you call EMS, FDNY, NYPD
We get high committing strong-armed
Don't matter if it's crack, heroin, or
When the gun's in your face, you gonna open the
Unless you really wanna how a bullet'll taste

[Verse 3: Ill
I pull hammers double aces
My Desert Eagle's in your fucking
It's Billy Crystal, the greatest
A really cool guy, run up on you shooting
A idiot, I ain't afraid to do time
Addicted to money, I ain't afraid to do
Addicted to pussy, X-rated with two
I asleep at night clutching the biscuit
Hiding the kilo of cocaine in a bucket of
Listen, we big with big burners, a bunch of murderers
Fuck a heater, I'll beat you to death 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 out a helicopter and pop ya
Run up on you while you're in King eating a Whopper