Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Talk

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga the nine and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way it's down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, the calico

Real talk, the INC about to run New
there's no real niggaz left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's
Lt. Ja it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax evade and dealers
by chemical grit, you can't be serious
We just niggaz getting money, all the bitches
And and death between a matter of inches

You
That fo' four that handle his
Like capital game, reload and hit them with
Damn, what so gangsta these niggaz
Now I got the full niggaz, led
them dead over prayers, or head
'Cause we done fucking these same
And you know they talk, and the be my witness
My forgiveness, niggaz be this stupid
It's gun talk, niggaz better get to it

Well bitch get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, the calico

Yeah, I don't care if you're a criminal or a cop, or get shot
I'm raised by the plot, of the hater
The and the glock, and I keep a blade
I afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun
Married murder one, sleep the fishes
Tasting red rum, and corrupted
to fuck with, straight out of the gutter
With no

Our role is forced with the hollows
Fuck sloths the swallow the a holla
The witness and the polla, weed twisting
Load up the and flip the corner
They Morner, be stay gunner
We gangster, gangster point and ya'
Thank ya', keep me in the mood
To eat a food, I murder with real bombs

bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

The the cal the pound of coke, niggaz
The weed the dope the E' the coke,
The is mine, that's all I know
I've been doing this since 9 6, the know
This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hold
Keep it in them working, in I'm legal searching
They got worship god, and the gun
Ask for your forgiveness and send up

stick niggaz up, these bitch niggaz touch
It's all about violence, real niggaz is
And know these whoes guns got low mileage
Got taped, all tied up in their houses
I'll make you watch I fuck the spouse
This ain't business, it's personal, gun
When I holla the first to know
How many hoes, and how much has been lost of

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, grab the nine and
fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way it's down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one got the gold, grab the calico

INC
We riding here