Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

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

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

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

You motherfuckers aint gone do 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 face but what you know about a 38 special, shit

And I know hard words make you jump
But ya heart when you make the moss barb pump, bitch
And them shorties at you like a punk bitch
'Cause you aint make what you claim gon bump click

And my pry when you hear them bullets
them shorties come 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 get back

want to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(Put down 45)
Don't to see you wit no pistols
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)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My poor chest is filled of bullets and
Ski mask and vets so nigga what's next, nigga
It's real you a bitch to the bone
If you gone do nothing, shorty, leave them pistols alone

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 ready to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't 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 ready to ride)