Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Weapons

Now little Terry got a gun he got from the
He bought it with the money he got from his
He a candy shop, told her, Lay down on the floor
Put the cookies in the bag, the pennies out the drawer

Lil' Khalil got a gun he got from the
To kill the infidels and the devils
A bomb on his waist, a mask on his
Prays five times a day and listens to metal

Little got a gun he took from his dad
That he snuck in the school is his book bag
His black nail polish, black boots and hat
He gon' blow away the bully that pushed his ass

Little
Little
Little
weapon

I killed another man
Shot him in his as he ran away
Then I up his house wit a hand grenade
Cut his throat as she put her hands to pray

Just five dogs, then we can get a soccer ball"
That's my commander say
How old? Well I'm like ten,
Been since I was like six or seven

Now I don't know 'bout where I'm from
But I I strike fear everywhere I come
want me dead so I wear my gun
I really want the launcher but I'm still too young

candy give me courage not to fear no one
To feel no and hear no tongue
So I no screams and I shed no tear
If I'm in your dreams, then end is near, it's you

weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the are just too tall for you
We'll find you small to use
Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we need you now, pow

Little

Now here comes the of the boy brigade
A parade of the toys he made
And in shimmers shades, who look his age
About the size of the flags they wave

And camouflage made to fit youths
the one off of dead soldiers hang a lil' loose
Where AK-47s that they shootin' into
they tryin' kill a Jetson that struggles little recruits

Cute, smileless, heartless,
Childhood destroyed, devoid of all ways
write their own names
Or read the words that's on own graves

Think you gangsta, popped a few
These come through and murder a whole town
sit back and smoke and watch it burn down
The graves get deeper the further we go

Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, callin' you
a war, if the guns are just too tall for you
We'll find you small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we you now, pow

if I had to console
The families of those slain I on game consoles
I, aim my hole, trigger to squeeze
Press up and Y, one less breathe

B for the bombs, press for your moms
Make the silent, she don't approve with violent games
She leave, activity
in blue heart, subpar sharp wizardry

On next part I, code
To up the little person's murder workload
Artillery fo', C I A with A
A operative, a operate to all day

I hold the controller to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulders, he's only seconds
me, me, playful but serious
Now keep that on mind for on line

Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the are just too tall for you
find you somethin' small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, weapon, we need you now

Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we're you
a war, if the guns are just too tall for you
We'll find you small to use
Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we need you now, pow