Luyện nghe bài hát Guns N' Roses

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Guns n' mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot
This is the life, nigga the life

I wouldn't have it any way
Yeah, gun play loves the one die
Makes me cry days
Lawless, riding on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of
(Bitch)

Fast life, born to die, who gives a
We seen it all by 25, and lived it up
From the to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a tip bra

There's science to the way we move, cock
And walk through the without scuffing our Prada shoes
On side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta

Lust for them that turn women to wives
Live for shit that determines your street size
Run with them that waters you mother's eyes
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my

Raw like peeblo, guns and mink
up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Love bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my call me cockay

Did this straight, bricks ain't
Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's
Sipping blue ells, and playing
a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard

Yo, yo, I got a love for small and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's killers
Model hoes that with hour glass figures
We live for raw sex and 80 liquors

Run, walk, and crawl for hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking jaws
Why your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Be prepared to change your by the time my heat spark

After dark get your for me is a cake walk
And I love rap with lots of gun talk
It's day time two both pies on waist
Can't trace, I hop back lake sides

I five which is why y'all hate
I got skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
We wildin' out, hang high, and dry them out
I do them of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
My speech is the reason my race is out

So I pray to God, the same time I'm the iron out
We stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
We sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
In pasta, look, you wanna be a

On stage recipient of a guy
nigga y'all cats fictitious
When the shit
It's how you we mean business

Guns n' mafia proses
money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the

Guns n' mafia proses
money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the

the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my fast
I'm asking you, we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the glass, the stained glass

When the hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my fast
I'm asking you, cause we to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained