Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Artillery

[feat. Rick & Beanie Sigel]

[Intro: Rick
You we got em
45s, machine guns, artillery
We got grenades on your ass, nigga
Boss. Black Wall
I'm in that bulletproof nigga (Teflon Don)

[Verse 1: Ross]
Nigga talking like a G but walking like a
I up at the light, pineapple in your car
Nigga I lives, my music camouflage
I court killers at the center of my
in hand, extortion to the Fortune 500
From the porches to the Porsches the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the [?] them wires on it
I get my smoking spliffs like it's Friday
I'm sitting like I'm in my driveway
My champagne kicks, my 3 wheels
You niggas six feet, we 3 meals

They got
45s, guns, and heavy artillery

[Verse 2:
Yeah I got 2 gun charges, 2 felonies, just got off
Today motherfucker, won't for no charge
Real nigga, I no grudge with no thugs
through spraying, bullets out the McLaaren
They ain't meant for you, move bitch, you hard of
I speed off 90 with Tha Carter blaring
Bust shots in the Cavalier like I ball with
Yeah I Blake Griff niggas, make stiff
wasn't Dr. Dre's only sick nigga
Insane in the membrane Soul Assassins
12 stop a nigga heart like a bowl of Aspirin
I automatics, let your man hold the casket
game cold as Aspen, body found in the trash bin
First 48, they don't find me, closed
Like a rehabilitation in Bobby Brown nose
em back to Boyz in da Hood when I pull the pump out
Something C-Murder on Worldstar when I dump out

[Verse 3: Siegel]
Ain't nothing changed but them in my clip
I pull it, still bully niggas on the strip
Beef, I cook it fully with the
And I got no pets, I put a bullet in ya bitch
A nigga with a gun in his hand who bust it?
Like a bitch with a dick in her who won't suck it
This is the art of war, you niggas just
Anything I on is dearly departed, gone
Drive by or up on -
I stop, breathe, aim cock squeeze
[?] on the Glock, infrared
Put your up on machines while the pussies run and scream