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

Styles like Al
Reno until the
The mad dino with the cambino, the
than Jim COlisemo
More dogs than Tarantino
Scales for Venezuela, as Ni O
the block hotter than Jalepe OS
G.
Be wettin' shit piesce in "Casino"
dollar cigar seer
The cosnia, the
Don P. Garcia
Drug Czar and the beater
The M-8 behind the
The poughkenoughs, the skier
Down with the
Ready to comb Vietnam with arms
'Cause the and phenomenon
The
The killer with the gold

The sweater-letter the hollow letter

The patmeretta gettin' redder kids and

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

of death hold your breath
Give you a dose of shit that's as soda
The underworld cosa-nostra
Pearl-handle inside the
G. Luciano with a but nothin' but N-S & Chicanos
You get hit up like
italiano crime familia
N- don't get
Me and my goons might to kill you
Up in New
We play bloodsports at home
And hold down
Soon as ya caught, get your torched
G Rap and Dj Shadow leave your squashed
the chrome short, take no shorts
We judge and in the home court
Give you the clown dead on the sidewalk
Surrounded by mad
Your whole frame in the white chalk
You got the smoking
tickets to resurrection
Forever destined to a place where N-S rest in
in hell's direction
Lost at the crossroads and
Should've wore a vest for chest
Slug fill you to capacity, someone at the
Someone with the hand of Butch Cassidy
N- with the audacity to blaspheme me
Got yourself caught in a motha-fuckin'

of death