Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz N Butter

[Intro: A$AP
Swingin' by the leave a third degree
And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' murder me
They gon' have to take me straight to Satan cause' I'm blessin'
I feel distressed, feel no stress, I built this trust
They won't murder me, Hercules

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & J]
warned me pop was on me
Acid shorty (shut the up!)
Get-get gettin' guap before I was fourteen
Glock was kick-kick
Bounce jaw for plottin' on me
Hot grits with problems copper hoppin' on me
Cheese government-ment (what that mean?)
Prada on me, on me, crock on Maury kicks-kicks (word)
God was for me, was on me
Blew up ever since (okay okay)
Grew up since then
Screwed up since then
Two ever since then
(Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah big
Took my time but now big homie, homies outta line big
outta pocket homie (money outta pocket)
All these pockets homie
Chopper let 'em live, I was six, when I crept up in the crib
Found a cig, I did, what I did (oh!)
it homie, now it's in my p-pocket homie
I-I r-rock it homie, dare you nigga, me homie
For the love of spread, butter bread
Man I should be dead, was it 'cause of what I said?
I-

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

[Interlude: Delgado]
Rocky,
on, one second bro
Ha, Rocky, it's bro
Rocky 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 papa turned to when he spent some time in prison
(no cappin')
No witnesses but I'm from kinda different
They don't leave no witnesses so folks mind they business
These days I just all the good from all religion
So plead the fifth or you're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
The a a-hole (fuck off)
for a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA AK you target not from Target but from Walmart
Then it's
Fuck them boys no KY with this SK them DOA
AR in the ER its the of mind of every state
Say your you better pray

[Verse 4: A$AP & Juicy J]
Guns with the butter, for my brother
Came from the gutter, in the buttocks
a box cutter, play undercover
Paint in the hummer, skate your mother

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

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