Luyện nghe bài hát If My 9 Could Talk

1]
Give me that nine, that
Ain't no talking to my 9, bitch I'm bout to sop you up
Twist the cap back, put one up in the
Your in danger, I'm busting caps upon a total stranger
Better believe I be
Detectives wonder how I hit house and the rest of the block,
still sleeping
Straps all in window, puffing up on some endo
Surprise, surpise, look at what you in for

Only if my 9 talk
Only if my 9 talk
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this
only if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 talk
Don't, don't, don't no witnesses to this homicide

2]
Now me slipping up on my murder gloves
Now imagine me got a 9 with a and I'm in a bout it club
I want soda `cause niggas be
I put blood up on his Polo, him screaming like bitches
Now it's gonna be, kinda like, to see me
Disappear like a
When I reappear, you see nothing but my beam
And I'm hits that nigga for one mill
These I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a done deal
You could that nigga a disaster area
Call his mom for a black
consult his family members to be the
You fucks with mine, leave that nigga shaking
Flatline, CPR, I don't think that made it

3]
Some call it murder, I it 1-87
Some call it robbery, bitch, I call it
See, hand me that bag full of hot guns
First nigga runs up, guns up, head gonna catch some hot ones
I run this shit the White House
You some white out
Tonight's the night, it's dark, bitch it's lights out
When I shoot, I'm gonna miss
17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 I'm gonna hit
I be a like Sharon Stone
A bad boy Al Capone
An assassin Sylvester Stallone
if you could live, but you ain't
Only if my 9 talk, but it can't

Don't leave no to this homicide

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