Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

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

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

Don't 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 t ready to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)

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

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

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

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

If you still alive you really get the dumping
If you got 45 on you
them bitches get back

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

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

I'm murder like a vicious reverend
About niggas who 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
ya blood clot lying, ya bullets don't fly
V style aim smooth Vidal Sason
I keep the smith and Weston wit me I'm black moon

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

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

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

What you know 9's
And glock 40's and 45's AR 15's wit the 5 pound
30 shot clips snub, noses wit the grips
Wicked tex would put the of death on ya lovers lips

It's M.O.B nigga, we quick to squeeze,
AK-47's making them retrieve, nigga
Like a G nigga, I make 'em bleed,
Come at me wrong and I'm busting that's on my seed,

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

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

Don't 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 ready to ride)