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

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

Rip you and brace you, put a nice W up on 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 grace

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

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

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

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

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

Get then get low but first thought
We gotta get the work off, the gift and the boss
Yeah, see I'm the shit yo, the in the fit, no
Hustling from the get go, the motto is get

This is the way that werolling in the
You know when we roll we be packing heat
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go, gun'll 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, state to state, you think he won't his weight?
Put your on the plate and watch it get scrapped

We get ape up in that club, off that juice and
And it's a no win situation fucking with
You mean like Ewing at the front at the rim, roll a Dutch
dollar stages touched, techs, gauges bust

Trust no one, the lone shogun, rugged Timb stomper
lyrical mass destruction launcher
Nothing can calm the quakeage I break, kid
Peace to my brothers up north, doing state

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