Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blazing

Styles al pacino
Reno the carcelino
The mad dino the cambino, the gambino
Digger jim colisemo
More reservoir than tarantino
for venezuela, brown as ni o
Making the block than jalepe os
G.
Be wettin' shit piesce in 'casino'
dollar cigar seer
The cosnia, the
Don p. garcia
Drug czar and the baby-pah
The m-8 the bar-freer
The poughkenoughs, the panama
with the parmesan
Ready to like vietnam with arms
'cause the and phenomenon
The
The with the gold carretta

The sweater-letter with the hollow

The patmeretta gettin' redder kids and

Infra-red off the armour better
The godfather, the problem
Coming through with the 6 shell
Hot as
skills that reel and in the 'ville I be the barber
Gangster saga, the face carver

Drums of death your breath
Give you a dose of shit that's as soda
The underworld cosa-nostra
inside the shoulder-holster
G. luciano with a click but nothin' but n-s &
You get hit up castrelano
Italiano like familia
N- get familiar
Me and my might have to kill you
Up in new
We play bloodsports at court
And hold forts
Soon as ya caught, get your torched
G rap and dj shadow leave bone squashed
the chrome short, take no shorts
We and jury in the home court
you the clown corpse dead on the sidewalk
Surrounded by mad
Your whole frame laid in the chalk
You got the smoking
First-class to resurrection
Forever destined to a place where n-s rest in
Headed in direction
at the crossroads and intersection
Should've wore a for chest protection
Slug fill you to capacity, someone at the
Someone the hand velocity of butch cassidy
Bitch n- the audacity to blaspheme me
Got caught in a motha-fuckin' tragedy

of death