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 crib, fly away, keep to the point
Keep outta your face, who snakes
Keep bitches in they place, keep the mac in a place

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

Rip you and brace you, put a W up on your face
Word to mother, you get chased
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, in all we be making base
be making paste, these little niggaz, they be making shapes
Our shit is art, yours is

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

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

My dudes hug blocks like samurai
no V and no ones equaling no fun
Who a treat 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 with the kid
That make it hard to get dough, the to get gold
Harder the piff blow, when it snow
The pinky and the wrist glow, this what we live for

Get gwop 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 from the get go, the is get more

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

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

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

Trust no one, the lone shogun, rugged Timb stomper
Damaging lyrical mass launcher
can calm the quakeage when I break, kid
Peace to my brothers up north, doing state

Whoa, this is the way we be rolling in the
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, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go

Whoa, is the way we be rolling in the club
You know when we we be packing .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