Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Back

It's so
Ace
You ain't round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a to come round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too
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' make me him
Make his body shiver like he in a river
Matter I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when winter
Nigga holla back, I'm gutta, I told ya that
Rock boy over bags
Say you them slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie Pac is back
Man you niggas all
And you won't last
'Til your like paper tags
make me slide the mask
To from blast, get his ass
You ain't comin' here
Talkin' all shit
'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round way
Nigga I'm real you all too
And a pistol where ya stay
Act I don't 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 walk up in the
Put the in ya face
Tell 'em gimme K
That I where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload that K then we leave em and we
'em in a of days
niggas know where you lay
Actin' like I don't where you stay
Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya nigga's too
Tellin' all the niggas that you them thangs, what?
Y'ain't 'bout lie. huh? Y'ain't got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, leave em in the
'Til the D boys find 'em, dumb
And huggin' on the grind in the middle of this town
We g-g-get 'em
You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come your way
I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol ya mama stay
Act like I know where you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic
Now who am I? Mothafuckas know
When I pull up in that
They know it's over
Big holes in ya like coasters
Creep, creep we deep with
Black holster to carry that
Hot head, now callin' me folgers
But still in Adidas with the heaters, millimeters
see where yo family at pop
Pop just me ace
Slump niggas, I'm a you dead
clack now ya T-shirt red
Hand 'em an tampon, no included know that
The clip be on, it'll take yo mans on
Leave his slumped in the damn yard
(Get 'em)
You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to 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 right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the spray