Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Weapons

Now little Terry got a gun he got from the
He bought it the money he got from his chores
He robbed a candy shop, her, Lay down on the floor
Put the in the bag, take 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
Prays five a day and listens to heavy metal

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

Little
Little
weapon
Little

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

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

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

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

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, weapon, little weapon, we need you now, pow

Little

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

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

Cute, smileless, heartless,
Childhood destroyed, of all childish ways
Can't write their own
Or the words that's on their own graves

you gangsta, popped a few rounds?
These kids'll come and murder a whole town
Then sit back and smoke and watch it burn
The graves get deeper the we go down

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

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

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

On part I, insert code
To sweeten up the little person's murder
Artillery work fo', C I A A
A operative, a to scam all day

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

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