Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Will Go

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got

We got butter, we got
(The go)
We got butter, we got
(The go)
The go

Aiyyo, aiyyo one thing for sure, you of all
Keep a nice crib, fly away, keep to the
Keep niggaz outta your face, who
Keep bitches in they place, keep the mac in a place

Keep moving for papes, cool, keep doing what you doing
it fly, keep me in the crates
'Cuz I will shit on the real note you'se a waste
It's right here for you, I lace you

Rip you and you, put a nice W up on your face
Word to mother, you could get
It's to taste, blood on a thug if he gotta go
All I know is we be giving

This is a place from where we tapes
We make 'em everywhere, still in all we be base
Y'all be making paste, these niggaz, they be making shapes
Our shit is art, is traced

This is the way that we rolling in the
You when we roll we be packing that heat
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the go

This is Poverty man, these animals don't run
Slums the ambulance don't come
Who got the best base? Fiends waiting to some
Approach some, ask him where he getting that coke

My hug blocks like samurai shogun
'Cuz no V and no equaling no fun
Who want a they know, huh? Body to go numb
My woman need funds, plus her hair and her toes

It is what it is though, don't fuck the kid flow
That it hard to get dough, the harder to get gold
Harder the piff blow, when it snow
The pinky and the wrist glow, here what we live for

Get gwop then get low but first
We gotta get the work off, the gift and the curse
Yeah, see I'm the yo, the dirt in the fit, no
Hustling from the get go, the is get more

This is the way that in the streets
You know when we roll we be packing heat
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go

We was flashy brothers, strapped all along
With the dirty .38 long, twelve shift gate
Took case, to state, you think he won't hold his weight?
Put your money on the plate and watch it get

We get ape up in that club, off juice and Henn
And a no win situation fucking with them
You mean Ewing at the front at the rim, finger roll a Dutch
Million dollar stages touched, techs, bust

Trust no one, the lone shogun, Timb boot stomper
Damaging lyrical mass launcher
Nothing can the quakeage when I break, kid
Peace to my up north, doing state bids

Whoa, this is the way we be in the streets
You know when we we be packing that heat
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go

Whoa, is the way we be rolling in the club
You know when we roll we be .32 snubs
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the go

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got