Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz In Da Air

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I told them cats, better cop some mac's
Now stuck with them handguns
I it out with T.B., and Johnny Handsome
I hand niggaz no credit, you see I'm iller than most
I'm kinda illy with the hands, but I'm with toast
My guns go pow, so how you me now?
in your hood, niggaz ain't that gangsta
Yeah y'all overrated, so we do it or not?
Or we can go to on M.U. block
I have my tear you up
I my lil' homies in the hood, come and just, scare you up
You don't - be in the hood, you a clown
And when you through, you have your niggaz holdin you down
And when - I heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a - nigga to shoot I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by my so I can touch myself

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

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

w/ minor variations

Yo.. I made a song "Hed" and now bitches love me
knowin they can give me head but they can't fuck me
I ran for Nino, even my old C.O.
I ran trains with my A&R Gino
Sometimes, I drink Smirnoff without no
And I'ma ride for my niggaz, 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 bend down get minks and
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 niggaz gon' wait for, runnin out of state
Money faulty, why you cop an eight for?
Been through, too drama and too much war
Hurryin, for so long, now it's to score, it go

w/ minor variations

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