Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Smoke

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Gun smoke, when you hear me it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, now what you mean?
Pussy mad and clots

Gun smoke, you hear me cockin' it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, come now what you
mad and blood clots, gun smoke

Poof, nobody the ghost
it's gun smoke on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click 'cuz I ain't the type
To switch homie some the real never pick phonies

To with me, I ride 1 deep
Solo with a next to me
So brothers wanna plex with me
And I'ma show em' all next to see

Peek-a-boo, there's gun
how my gun go
Shots out to Po-Yo
On the like Rasaq on the mash for dough

And fly, cocky, ignorant dude
You don't wanna see me in a mood
Just trust me dog, sit and be
And we could see how fast pivot move

Bitch, how I plex, execute em'
With a red-beam, not even Neo, can't what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you be expectin' some fire
From nobody, the ghost and the Mixtape

So you sayin' slick, say it to my face
It's on the tip of my tongue and I'm gettin' of it's taste
Hey, not for you son, let me give you the truth son
You not the truth son, we the reppin' Houston

Color Changin' Click, we hot, playin' mayne
Cockin' back I'm man, I'm, I'm just sayin' mayne
What I gotta do to help you understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for he is as a man

I'ma inspiration in the hood for that struggle
Quit complainin', sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep later and hoes get
No love, no patience, no cash, no love, just

In they screamin' get money nigga because I'm true to it
And it's let you tell it, it's somethin' you new to it
And keep makin' you bitch niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, rap, niggaz can't fuck with my mentality

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, nobody, the man
Sho', uh, uh,
It's Koopa, it's that Mixtape, M-m-mixtape, M-m-mixtape

Yeah, I'm the man the chief, look how I weak
Ass who thinkin' that they could have my streets
I'm my weaponary at a random sweep
Anybody that want it, can get a can of

Why you kissin' and tellin' my lil Spanish
She kissin' and tellin' me how the it sleep
If it's else it's playin', it's weak
It's a problem who go handle it, it's me

Real niggaz be sayin' what of man is he
Is the a fraud? Nigga let me see
I know the nigga a man then me
If he said to them of me

You some noise, it don't jam to me
So the game is gon' depend on me
I'm the nigga gave you a 50 jammin' street
If I bomb on the nigga, I'ma fantal

Give a damn if I loose a couple a week
'Cuz that's real is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a couple a week
I ride to the end and it'll end with me

And pretend to be, friends
But they just the feeling
You know he fake and you it with him
And the be thinkin' his fakin' is hittin'

Who the hell is this niggin'?
Feel he ready to slander me
Like he ain't gon' have to be
Dealin' with the, uh

Chamillionaire yeah, I'm a livin'
You fakin' a
And I don't give a damn who's you in
I bring the roof down like it's in the ceiling

Yeah, man
the name
Respect the
yeah already, get him