Luyện nghe bài hát Gun in Your Mouth

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

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

1: Slaine]
Let's smoke a of embalming fluid
Stick an armored car up, climb into it
All I is an eight-ball and nine to do it
I'll put the fucking driver in the unit or
I know wannabes sloppy with ki's
With coke and in the crib, probably trees
get em drunk, passed out and copy his keys
Open his door, up his whore and then breeze
I know the time for a
Is very but it really doesn't bother me
I need to get rich, bitch cause I'm drug
I got a mask, gloves, gun, and a thug
a pig cop faggot or a mug flick
We get away clean, never be seen
And this is the American
So we fight for it, kill for it, it means

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

[Verse 3: Ill
I pull hammers like aces
My Eagle's in your fucking faces
Billy Crystal, the fucking 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 to do crime
Addicted to pussy, with two dimes
I asleep at night clutching the biscuit
Hiding the kilo of cocaine in a of chicken
Listen, we big with big burners, a bunch of murderers
a heater, I'll beat you to death with furniture
Throw chairs and tables, kitchen sinks, listen
We the shit, motherfucker is it
We the real thing, we bring to reality
I turn horrifying behaviour salaries
I out a helicopter and pop ya
Run up on you while in Burger King eating a Whopper