Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Weapons

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

Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels
To kill the infidels and the American
A on his waist, a mask on his face
five times a day and listens to heavy metal

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

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Little
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Little

I killed man today
Shot him in his back as he ran
Then I blew up his wit a hand grenade
Cut his wife throat as she put her to pray

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

Now I don't know much 'bout I'm from
But I know I strike everywhere I come
Government want me dead so I my gun
I want the rocket launcher but I'm still too young

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

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

Little

Now comes the march of the boy brigade
A macaw of the toys he made
And in shades, who look half his age
About half the of the flags they wave

And suits made to fit youths
'Cause the one off of dead soldiers hang a loose
Where AK-47s that they into heaven
Like they tryin' kill a Jetson that little recruits

Cute, smileless, heartless,
Childhood destroyed, devoid of all ways
Can't their own names
Or read the that's on their own graves

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

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

if I had to console
The of those slain I slayed on game consoles
I, aim my hole, right trigger to
up and Y, one less nigga breathe

B for the bombs, press pause for your
Make the room silent, she don't with violent games
She leave, resume
Start in blue heart, sharp wizardry

On next part I, insert
To sweeten up the little person's workload
Artillery fo', C I A with A
A operative, a to scam all day

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

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

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