Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Back

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