Luyện nghe bài hát Guns And Cigarettes

(What's your foo?)

steppin' to me
They get some
But most of them should go and try to their monthly income
Speaking over is the only time I feel complete
I don't hear the weak and I fear defeat
So you got?
Connect the dots, raise the pot
Remove the clot from the brain of hip hop
The name in tip-top shape
I'm still the back rapper in the aim of their hate
I came in late, a chair in the rear
But my were unaware how long I'd really been there
My peers have been held back for years, holding back the
Everybody knows our name like we was the from "Cheers"
So here's to the good times, tonight is special
So fasten your seatbelts, I'm gonna launch this vessel
Ain't gonna land until I'm bigger Espo
And bigger ecstasy and bigger than techno

I bigger than Jesus and bigger than wrestling
Bigger the Beatles and bigger than breast implants
I'm gonna be the biggest thing to hit little kids
Bigger than guns, bigger than

A few years ago an ex-girl of
Asked me to keep her out of my rhymes
So I said rhyme that I'm about to say
It came the heart and it went this way:
Go to hell girl, you me sick!
I your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick
What the fuck you think I'd put your name on my record?
there, now I feel a lot
You what?
I ain't drank a forty I became old enough to drink
Not caught up in what the fuck these people
Cause when I die they're gonna the missing link
But tonight I'm gonna vomit it in the sink
I'm suprised of y'all don't get hit by cars
your surroundings, staring at the stars
I'm without a woman that wants to spar
That's why I so much time in these bars
poolside, screaming, "Do or die!"
Looking at the asking, "Who am I?"
Saw my reflection, Yes! I'm fly!
And as you can guess again, I'm too damn

(What'd say to you?)

But said, "Drop dead."
I can't, I got a lot
More than another arrogant, asshole pot-head
In the top ten, who you to hear on tracks
for the camera while I surf upon your ear wax
This beer's and she kisses like a stripper
I'm coming to terms my status as a drifter
Girl, I'm only in this for one night
And these neon lights are keeping me from my plight
I like a legend on a leash
Making an effort to break every piece I can reach
Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to
But first let me scrape these feces from my
Standing on the roof, complaining to the
The only time I the truth is when I'm naked in my bedroom
Soon I'm gonna reap the harvest of my
But from now on, y'all can call me

Bigger than
Bigger wrestling
Bigger than the
Bigger than implants

Bigger than guns, bigger cigarettes