Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

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

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

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

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

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 pearly gates when they you
Got a dirty face but you know about a 38 special, shit

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

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

If you alive will you really get the dumping
If you got 45 on you
Tell them bitches get

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 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)
ever want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t ready to roll,
(You ain't to ride)

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

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

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

Tossed up the living room, stomped through the
Knocked off that nigga in the bathroom shitting and
What you for, I taught you said you ready to ride
be coming wit me if you said you strapped because I

Don't want to see you wit no
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(Put down 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 ain? t 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 to bloody ya suit up
My aim impeccable, like a decibel
300 away in a tower snipping the festival

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

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

My poor is filled of bullets and tec's
Ski mask and vets so nigga what's next, nigga
real tugging you a bitch 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 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 to see you wit no pistols
If you ain? t to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)