Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta

It's so

Ace

You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a to come round your way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol where ya mama
Act I don't know where you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic

(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,
Boy, you go

up with it, Khaled
let me get 'em
Gun cocked, his cheerin'?
No talk, to get him
Fake niggas gon' me kill him

Make his body like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a him in the river
Come and get him when winter
Nigga holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya

Rock boy bitch over
Say you movin' them of crack
See nigga you a lie Pac is back
Man you all crap

And you won't last
'Til your like paper tags
Don't me slide the mask
To from blast, get his ass

You comin' round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come your way
I'm real you all too fake

And a where ya mama stay
Act like I know where you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic

Now let me get 'em
When I up in the place
Put the pace in ya
'em gimme that K

Fuck niggas and they really don't
That I know where they lay duct tape face
Pop pop, unload that K we leave em and we find
'em in a of days

Pussy niggas know you lay
Actin' like I know where you stay
Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya too fake
Tellin' all the niggas you move them thangs, what?

'bout that lie. huh? Y'ain't got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, em in the streets
'Til the D boys 'em, dumb niggas
And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this
We g-g-get 'em

You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a to come round your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake

And a pistol where ya mama
Act like I don't know you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic

Now who am I? wanna know
When I up in that rover
They know it's over
Big holes in ya body like

Creep, creep we deep soldiers
Black to carry that toaster
Hot head, now callin' me folgers
But still creep in Adidas with the heaters,

see where yo family at pop
Pop call me ace
Slump niggas, I'm a you dead
Click clack now ya red

Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included that
The clip be hands on, it'll yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the damn
(Get 'em)

You ain't round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol where ya stay
Act I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the automatic