Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz In Da Air

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I told them cats, niggaz better cop mac's
Now they stuck them handguns
I it out with T.B., and Johnny Handsome
I hand none niggaz no credit, you see I'm than most
I'm kinda illy with the hands, but I'm with toast
My guns go pow, so how you like me
Been in hood, niggaz ain't that gangsta
Yeah y'all overrated, so we do it or not?
Or we can go to Iraq on M.U.
I have my pitbulls you up
I have my lil' homies in the hood, and just, scare you up
You - be in the hood, you a weak-ass clown
And when you through, you have your niggaz holdin you down
And when - I hold heat I hold it for delf
Why ask a - nigga to shoot when I'ma myself?
I keep my gun by my dick so I can touch

It go guns in the air, in the air
Us Thugged Out niggaz our guns in the air
Guns in the air, in the air
Us M.U. niggaz keep our in the air, what?
[N] Bout to lock the whole shit down, so at the dog
[N] Bout to lock the whole down, so holla at the dog
Aiyyo guns in the air, in the air
Us niggaz keep our guns in the air, what?

Yo, I chapped lips, I smoke (?) blunts
I used to shop in Square..
but now I in Queens, I tell my niggaz I'll be here
On M.U. yo cause I don't care
With my nigga Mike (?) blow 'dro through the
and purple haze
And I still be in Brooklyn, and with Maze
I got a pass, yo and still I let the metal blast
Click click click, niggaz is
We Thugged Out, them that'll steal your stash
If you a bitch, yo we niggaz slap your ass
Whattup We can be lah, M-A
And these niggaz up, no problem-a
And leave 'em leaked out, stab him in his ass a cheek out
Have 'em trapped in the room, sneak out
a sign on the door, that say keep out

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Yo.. I made a song "Hed" and now bitches love me
They they can give me head but they can't fuck me
I ran trains for Nino, my old C.O.
I ran trains with my A&R Gino
Sometimes, I drink without no juice
And I'ma for my niggaz, Baby D and Dukes
Thugged Out and M.U., we tripled our troops
We added more niggaz, and 'em gats and boots
And for the niggaz that down get minks and goose
See me, I'm not greedy, not at all
Hit me at the office, yo 2-1-2, 5-6-3,
So why y'all gon' wait for, runnin out of state for?
Money faulty, why you cop an eight for?
Been through, too much drama and too war
Hurryin, for so long, now it's to score, it go

[Chorus] w/ variations

Gangsta.. we thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U. what?
We just gangstaz.. we just thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U.
Has nigga..