Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Gat

Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to this motherfucker!
Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke motherfucker!

Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back
I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight
I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back
I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back

I need seven brothers ready to roll, I mean some real
Brothers ready to bust, bust and again
the chains off the door my man, this is a stick-up
I ain't bring no funds, just came to snatch the
Check it, brothers spread throughout the damn store
Don't nothin', don't leave a witness
black man is armed, another man's alarmed
This is the next Vietnam, set it off in the

My moms is down it, pops is committed
Something's got to give, I'm a powder keg
to stick a bank, drivin' a high-powered tank
Newsflash, Brand Nubian, fifty hostages
'em in the basement, feed the punks sausages
(Yo if I get 'em)
twinkies from hostess
Shoot the fagot in the back for actin' like

New York, in the East, I'm the black man police
I called the cops for a beef that I had, but they do
A fuckin' thing, me to tone down
As if they was a gettin' red in the face
And they me with mace, so check it out
(Hey!)
So now I'm the wise guy but they ain't tryin' to
That's why I'm here to

Aiyyo pass the gat!
Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to this motherfucker!

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin'
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I fight back
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin'
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I fight back
I ain't rollin' over on my back

Pass me the gat, and just like that, I
Like a man possessed from the Old
See I rest in Rule, keep a close
You don't want be the learner that my burner makes
'Cause mathematics is Uzi does it
I got the stashed in the attic
And an emphatic now cipher
If you you take the life of me without a fight

Huh, I clean my gun a rip rod
comes the God who don't eat pig lard
Lord J A M A R
passive, the crew grows massive
We get with the tech, blow your mind with nine
we got the shotty for your body
Rodney King this God-ly king
Before I a whippin', I'll dump a fuckin' clip in

The police, who us no peace, to be deceased
have a feast, as I commence to slay the beast
So my advice to black men, strapped
Aiyyo aiyyo yo, that

me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I stay strapped
I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta strapped
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin'

me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I stay strapped
I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back
the gat!