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

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

Rip you and brace you, put a W up on your face
to mother, you could get chased
It's nothing to taste, blood on a if he gotta go
All I know is we be giving

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

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

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

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

It is what it is though, fuck with the kid flow
make it hard to get dough, the harder to get gold
Harder the piff blow, harder it snow
The pinky and the wrist glow, this here what we for

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

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

We was quiet brothers, strapped all along
With the .38 long, twelve hour shift gate
Took case, state to state, you think he won't hold his
Put money 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 at the rim, finger roll a Dutch
dollar stages touched, techs, gauges bust

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

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

Whoa, is the way we be rolling in the club
You know we roll we be packing .32 snubs
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 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