Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta

It's so

Ace

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

And a pistol ya mama stay
Act like I don't know you lay
act right 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

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

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

Rock boy bitch over
Say you them slabs of crack
See you a lie like Pac is back
Man you all crap

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

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

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

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

Fuck niggas and they don't think
I know where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, that K then we leave em and we find
'em in a couple of

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

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

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

And a pistol where ya mama
Act like I don't where you lay
act right 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 coasters

Creep, creep we deep soldiers
Black holster to carry that
Hot head, now they callin' me
But still creep in Adidas the heaters, millimeters

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

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

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

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