Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol pistol remix (Obie Trice)

(Eminem)
obie c'mon

(obie trice)

got me
ima get um
it over

(chorus- trice)
U can me ina whip witta fifth of pimp juice
den im poppin a about to fix this issue
u pray that i dont hit i equiped to miss u
u gonna need an ambulance to ya tissue
or either have a bag on ya hip to shit
u seen us on a av just to get chu
but my is a mag when i lift it hits you
'cause i go nowhere w/out my pistol pistol

(verse 1 - Trice)
I solemly swear on my daughters
the nigga that got em in head
will fll it b4 the ends
they inconspicuous my friend
'cause the word get back
ya in a of sin
bullets will at him for tryin to murder
for what been as the first solo african
it gold platinum witta an accident at
for maggets im a vengence to get back
my momma's blood pressure was affected from
my lil girl need her on na phone at a certain time exact now
n nigga act n when na mac come out u nigga's exile
n i dont wann hear x y z im x'in out cha hole for tryna kill me
filthy mutha fuckas ill you a real b when deez h t b's light up ya kidney's
im so sincere u'll see in a herce dis its not a verse it a curse
from births n whats on ya over here dis is obie hear em' clear
nigga's beware im at chu with fire arms n air
and ya purpose so supurfyalice how i be mercyful
merkin me's a mercinary's goal
nigga i got paper i'll yo ass urgently exposed no emergencies bring back ya soal
slugs shatta ya bones for pat pat'n ya in the dome this patterin
n catch him at he rome that when automatics spuratically catch him in da abdomen
n anotha muthafucka's gone

(chorus- Trice)
U can me ina whip witta fifth of pimp juice
den im poppin a about to fix this issue
u pray i dont hit i aint equiped to miss u
u gonna need an to stich ya tissue
or have a bag on ya hip to shit through
u us on an av aint just to get chu
but my penis is a mag i lift it hits you
'cause i dont go nowhere w/out my pistol

(Eminem)
obie c'mon

second on me
robbin, shootin, killin, murda,
( oh run)