Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Smoke

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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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch, how I plex, execute em'
With a red-beam, not even Neo, can't dodge what I'm
So if you hatin', you better be some fire
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 gettin' tired of it's
Hey, that's not for you son, let me give you the son
You not the son, we the realest reppin' Houston

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

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

In they face get money nigga because I'm true to it
And it's nothin' let you it, it's somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep makin' you 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, M-m-mixtape

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

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

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

You makin' noise, it don't jam to me
So the is currently gon' depend on me
I'm the nigga that 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 niggaz that's real is stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a friends a week
I ride to the end and it'll end with me

And some 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 is makin' 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 who's house you in
I the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling

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