Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz Yo

i'm on fire, i'm on
me too, me too

guns yo, i one in my pillowcase
it keeps me safe when i sleep, i keep awake
what if my dream pays a midnight visit?
i see the thru the scope but i gain no insight with it

when i get i put the safety on
these songs
with the sittin in my shaky palms
i'm a man now (a man)
not the one who to two colleges
grovellin' over meal
i'm starin' at the fan
all
amazed by the the blades break the silence
i used to be of firin'

it sounded
but now i'm to hate the quiet moments
might remind you of a
by the way i it (to the grill)
a rapper

unaware of the graphic nature of symbols
tragically ironic, suckin' off each others' gats &
i got more back issues than and ammo
my oozy weighs a ton
and i let go of the handle
on to mommy's pant leg

knee-deep in shells kickin'
this dick is a detachable
an extension of my positioned like a fetus
an intravenous hook-up feeds to my magazine

nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex
yo (sex machine)

it
i got gun (what)

i keep it in my
it keeps me safe at my
cubicle gangster in need of his personal space
angster of love who's to look girls in his face
'cause i know that all the stupid people increase the birth
i'm just dumb enough to hold up a sperm bank
make my demands and then fur trades

empty the bird cage and release the
huh

i got a
i keep it in my
it keeps me safe from the i like to speak about
but words are out
and all these smiles i crack

are like a dam on the verge of
ain't no turnin' back
in fact i can't hold my fluids
can't statements
without water
the basement
then sought
removed my waterproof and then i kicked off my wet shoes
made it to dry
pistol in

fistfuls of riding on a camel
thru a of sand
dreams are a lot like computer screens

people have pretentious but i shoot the breeze
blow a hole thru their long-winded theories
hold my own and make songs for them to sing me
its the type of heat that millie used
to break the ice santa claus
when she made him sing the christmas

capitalists strung her up for

every holiday they sacrifice another victim
before wartime sets in
i get to in

and shine my weapon
i'm hemorrhoid, i'm the

dead like dey la
i my crotch like a nine-millimeter
yo

(i'm on fire) (me too)
(nine-millimeter) (sex machine)