Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Gat

Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to this motherfucker!
Gimme a gat I'm 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, me the gat, I gotta fight back
I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta 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

I seven brothers ready to roll, I mean some real shit
Brothers ready to bust, bust and again
Snatch the chains off the my man, this is a stick-up
I ain't bring no funds, just came to the guns
Check it, brothers spread throughout the damn store
Don't leave nothin', leave a witness
This black man is armed, another 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
Ready to stick a bank, a high-powered tank
Newsflash, Brand Nubian, takin' hostages
'em in the basement, feed the punks sausages
(Yo if I get 'em)
[Incomprehensible] from hostess
Shoot the in the back for actin' like that

From New York, in the East, I'm the black man
I called the cops for a beef that I had, but didn't do
A fuckin' thing, tellin' me to tone
As if was a father gettin' red in the face
And threatened 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 the fuckin' gat!
Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke motherfucker!

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

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

Huh, I clean my gun a rip rod
comes the God who don't eat pig lard
Lord J A M A R
Never passive, the crew grows
We get with the tech, blow your mind with nine
Plus we got the shotty for body
King ain't this God-ly king
Before I take a whippin', I'll dump a fuckin' in

The police, who us no peace, to be deceased
I'll have a feast, as I commence to slay the
So my advice to men, stay 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 gotta stay
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin'
Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin'
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta strapped
I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back

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