Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Artillery

[feat. Ross & Beanie Sigel]

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

[Verse 1: Rick
Nigga talking like a G but walking like a
I pull up at the light, in your car
Nigga I shatter lives, my camouflage
I killers at the center of my synagogue
Torch in hand, to the Fortune 500
From the to the Porsches with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put lives on it
Get you twisted by the [?] them wires on it
I get my money smoking spliffs like Friday
I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my
My champagne kicks, my 3 wheels
You six feet, we gettin 3 meals

They got
45s, guns, and heavy artillery

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

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