Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Smoke

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

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

Poof, the ghost bitch
When it's gun smoke on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote
Yeah, forever Color Changin' homie 'cuz I ain't the type
To switch homie some the real niggaz never pick

To roll with me, I ride 1
Solo with a next to me
So many brothers wanna plex me
And I'ma em' all who's next to see

Peek-a-boo, gun smoke
how my gun go
Shots out to Po-Yo
On the block like Rasaq on the for dough

And I'ma fly, cocky, dude
You don't see me in a ignorant mood
Just me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how fast your move

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Real niggaz be what type of man is he
Is the a fraud? Nigga let me see
I know the a lesser man then me
If he to them instead of me

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

Give a damn if I a couple fans a week
'Cuz niggaz that's real is stand with me
Give a damn if I a couple friends a week
'Cuz I to the end and it'll end with me

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

Who the is makin' this niggin'?
Feel like he to slander me
Like he never gon' have to be
with the, uh Majesty

Chamillionaire yeah, I'm makin' a
You a livin'
And I don't a damn who's house you in
I the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling

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