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, you layin' on the floor, yeah
Buck, buck, shots, come, come now what you mean?
Pussy mad and blood clots, gun

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

To roll with me, I ride 1
Solo with a next to me
So brothers wanna plex with 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 on the mash for dough

And I'ma fly, cocky, dude
You wanna see me in a ignorant mood
trust me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how your pivot move

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

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

Color Changin' Click, we hot, ain't playin'
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm, I'm 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 get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, later and hoes get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, no love, nothin'

In they screamin' get money 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 that 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 tellin' my lil Spanish
She kissin' and tellin' me how the it sleep
If it's someone it's playin', it's weak
It's a problem who gonna go handle it, me

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

You makin' some noise, it jam to me
So the is currently 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 if I loose a couple fans a week
'Cuz niggaz real is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a friends a week
'Cuz I ride to the end and end with me

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

Who the hell is makin' this
Feel like he ready to me
Like he ain't never have to be
Dealin' with the, uh

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

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