Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

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

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

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

Don't want to see you wit that four five unless you 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 motherfuckers aint gone do When you get through fronting
that I know already know you ain't gone shot nothing
End up at the pearly gates they test you
Got a dirty face but you know about a 38 special, shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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