Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blazing (Drums Of Death Part 1)

Styles like Al
Reno the carcelino
The mad dino with the cambino, the
Digger than Jim
More reservoir than Tarantino
for Venezuela, Brown as Ni O
Making the hotter than Jalepe OS
G.
Be wettin' shit like in 'Casino'
Fifty dollar seer
The cosnia, the
Don P. like
Czar and the baby-Pah beater
The M-8 the bar-freer
The poughkenoughs, the skier
Down with the
Ready to comb Vietnam with arms
'Cause the and phenomenon
The
The killer with the Carretta

The sweater-letter with the letter

The patmeretta gettin' redder and mamma

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

Drums of hold your breath
Give you a of shit that's dope as soda
The family cosa-nostra
Pearl-handle the shoulder-holster
G. Luciano with a click but but N-S + Chicanos
You get hit up like
italiano like crime
N- don't get
Me and my might have to kill you
Up in New
We bloodsports at home court
And hold down
Soon as ya caught, get your dome
G Rap and Dj Shadow leave your squashed
Squeeze the short, take no shorts
We judge and jury in the court
Give you the clown dead on the sidewalk
by mad pedefors
Your whole frame laid in the chalk
You got the smoking
First-class to resurrection
destined to a place where N-S never rest in
Headed in direction
Lost at the and intersection
wore a vest for chest protection
Slug fill you to capacity, someone at the
Someone the hand velocity of Butch Cassidy
Bitch N- with the to blaspheme me
Got caught in a motha-fuckin' tragedy

of death