Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol On My Side (P.O.M.S)

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[Intro: Beatz & Lil Wayne]
Let's pray for the people we lost (yeah)
Goddammit! Say...
Woo!
Oh!

[Chorus: Lil
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his
Mr. High, but nigga, you can call me "Slime"

[Verse 1: Lil
Avianne, Fiji, I'm a water slide
Pockets fatter a greedy nigga on a diet
Nina on my side, but she say you can her "Nine"
Divas on my side, so many they could a line
Strippers on my side and I got 'em performin'
Hot in the bed and she prefer the warmer side
Pistol on my side, I'm talkin' 'bout the Army
Cita, my moms, only had her in father time
Pistol on my side, you don't wanna hear it
Numbers don't lie, the Number One never mind
Tunechi in this bitch, eyes lookin' Konnichiwa
Swizzy on the beat, I'ma beat it like
Burr, burr, burr, man the Uzi needs speech
Pistol in my briefs, you don't wanna get brief message
Here we go, we go
Oh, oh, think it's a game (yeah)

Lil Wayne]
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his
on my side, talkin' 'bout the Army kind
Pistol on my side, leave a on his side

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Swizz
Swizzy on the beat, I beat ass it like policia
Tunechi in this bitch, eyes looking like
Pistol on my side, you don't want that thing to at ya
Laughin' when you die, boy, my a comedian (brr)
Pistol on my side, now he lyin' like the
longer than encyclopedias, you're readin' 'em
Double barrel, long barrel, short barrel, (brr)
We ain't hittin' licks, we beatin' 'em and 'em
Sugar in the coffee, sugar in the
Sugar codeine, it ain't purple, then I'm barfing
ride or die, like we sittin' on Harley's (skrt)
Let the thing talk like sittin' on Maury (burr)
Good, good, too good, in my doobie, I be stressin'
Ugh, ugh, ugh, bitch moody, you may leave a message
Plll-plll-plll to his chest, give him presses
Pistol in my briefs, you don't get this brief message
we go! Weezy!

[Chorus: Lil
on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger on the job
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, finger on the job
Pistol on my side, finger on the job