Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Gat

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

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

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

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

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

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

me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight
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 motherfuckin'
me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back

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

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

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

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 stay 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 ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back

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