Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz N Butter

[Intro: Rocky]
Swingin' by the tires leave a degree
And I heard there's bouncin' hatin' wanna murder me
They gon' have to take me to Satan cause' I'm blessin' this
I feel distressed, then no stress, I built this trust
They won't murder me, Hercules

[Verse 1: A$AP & Juicy J]
Mama me pop was on me
Acid (shut the fuck up!)
Get-get gettin' guap before when I was
was forty kick-kick
Bounce your jaw for on me
Hot grits with problems copper hoppin' on me
Cheese from government-ment (what mean?)
Prada on me, choppers on me, crock on Maury (word)
God was for me, was on me
up ever since then (okay okay)
Grew up ever then
Screwed up since then
Two cups since then
(Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah big
Took my time but now big homie, homies outta big homie
Money outta pocket homie (money pocket)
All niggas pockets homie
Chopper let 'em live, I was only six, I crept up in the crib
a cig, what I did, what I did (oh!)
Cock it homie, now it's in my homie
I-I r-rock it homie, you nigga, tr-try me homie
For the love of spread, I'mma butter
Man I prolly should be dead, was it 'cause of what I
I-

[Bridge: A$AP & Juicy J]
Uzi, FN, Ruger,
Euros, Pounds and Dollars,
Money, and power, Draco
Violence, rifle, shotguns,
"Now can't a see I ain't got no time for games
I'm on this Hennessey and I'm to shoot dat thang
But fuck dat, one of my niggas'll take the charge
I'm stackin' loot, muthafuck lookin behind bars"

[Interlude: Delgado]
Rocky,
on, one second bro
Ha, Rocky, Hector bro
this is Hector bro
We gotta on, one second bro
There's an issue goin' on back

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Rambo was a cathy and was a christian
My turned to muslim when he spent some time in prison
(no cappin')
No Jehova's witnesses but I'm from kinda
They don't leave no witnesses so folks just they business
These days I just practice all the from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
The president a (fuck off)
for a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target not from but from Walmart
Then it's
them boys no KY with this SK leave them DOA
AR in the ER its the of mind of every state
Say your grace you pray

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky & J]
Guns the butter, guns for my brother
Came from the gutter, in the buttocks
Raise a box cutter, undercover
Paint in the hummer, wit' your mother

[Refrain: J]
"The of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin
The fact of the matter she blow out the
I keep me some so I'm gettin brizzain
The fact of the matter she out the frizzame
I me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
The fact of the matter she out the frizzame
I keep me some so I'm gettin brizzain"

Juicy J]
What's butter?
The gun or the
You me?
You understand what I'm
really butter?
What's really
What's butter?
Guns, you can get butter