Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Smoke

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

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

Poof, nobody the bitch
it's gun smoke on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click homie 'cuz I ain't the
To switch homie some the real niggaz never 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, gun smoke
how my gun go
Shots out to that
On the block like Rasaq on the mash for

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

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

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

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

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

In they face screamin' get money nigga because I'm to it
And it's nothin' let you tell it, somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep makin' you niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, fuck rap, niggaz can't fuck 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 handle
Ass niggaz who thinkin' that they could my streets
I'm wavin' my at a random sweep
Anybody that want it, can get a can of

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

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

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

Give a if I loose a couple fans a week
'Cuz niggaz real is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a couple a week
'Cuz I ride to the end and end with me

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

Who the hell is 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 fakin' a
And I don't give a damn house you in
I the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling

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