Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

Yea mobster, let's ride on bitches
time to go to war, niggard, you ready

Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(Put that 45)
want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t ready to roll,
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't want to see you wit no
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
ever want to see you wit no pistols
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)

Don't want to see you wit that five unless you gone ride
If I say you gone die, motherfucker, I get so
But you be
I think you fucking play wit pistols 'cause fascinating

You motherfuckers ain? t gone do nothing you get through fronting
Niggas that I know already know you ain't gone nothing
End up at the pearly gates when test you
Got a dirty face but what you about a 38 special, shit

And I know them hard words you jump
But ya heart worth when you make the barb pump, bitch
And them shorties at you like a punk bitch
'Cause you ain? t make what you claim ain't gon click

And my pry when you hear bullets bumping
them shorties come and ride on em
When the pistols click

If you still will you really get the dumping
If you got 45 on you
Tell bitches get back

Don't want to see you wit no
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(Put that 45)
Don't want to see you wit no
If you ain? t ready to roll,
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't want to see you wit no
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
Don't ever to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)

Once upon a in the chi
There were three real killers who bust guns and fi
They copped weight by the key and up every gram
And stay for busting wit the pistol in they hand

I'm preaching murder like a vicious
About who claim they shooting but neva seen three 57's
Now reason would u hold it fa
Put the down, nigga, pick that weed up, roll it up

Twist up the lie, you don't won die
Don't ya clot lying, ya bullets don't fly
V style aim smooth like Sason
I keep the smith and Weston wit me I'm black moon

up the living room, stomped through the kitchen
Knocked off that nigga in the shitting and pissing
What you shaking for, I taught you you ready to ride
Don't be wit me if you said you strapped because I

want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Put that 45)
Don't want to see you wit no
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

want to see you wit no pistols
If you t ready to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
ever want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t ready to roll,
(You ready to ride)

I keep a P 95 nine ruga
You wit a shooter quick to bloody ya suit up
My aim impeccable, point a decibel
300 foot away in a tower the festival

you know about 9's
And glock 40's and 45's AR wit the 5 pound slide
30 shot clips snub, noses wit the rubber
Wicked tex would put the kiss of on ya lovers lips

It's M.O.B nigga, we quick to squeeze,
making them bitches retrieve, nigga
Like a G nigga, I 'em bleed, nigga
Come at me and I'm busting that's on my seed, nigga

My poor chest is filled of and tec's
Ski gloves and vets so nigga what's next, nigga
It's real tugging you a to the bone
If you ain't do nothing, shorty, leave them pistols alone

want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Put that 45)
Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
Don't ever to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t ready to roll,
(You ain't to ride)