Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta

It's so

Ace

You ain't comin' here
all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come round way
Nigga I'm you all too fake

And a where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray

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

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

his body shiver like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a him in the river
Come and get him when it's
holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya that

Rock boy bitch over
Say you movin' slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie like Pac is
Man you niggas all

And you homies last
your somethin' like paper tags
Don't make me slide the
To save blast, get his ass

You ain't comin' here
all that shit
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm real you all too

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

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 think
That I know they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload that K then we em and we find
'em in a of days

Pussy niggas know you lay
Actin' like I don't know where you
Runnin' at ya man, ya nigga's too fake
all the niggas that you move them thangs, what?

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

You ain't comin' round
all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake

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

Now who am I? Mothafuckas wanna
I pull up in that rover
They know that it's
Big holes in ya body coasters

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

Wanna see 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 be hands on, it'll take yo mans on
his body slumped in the damn yard
(Get 'em)

You ain't round here
all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too

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 spray