Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Guns Down

Niggas grow up, some drink till they throw up
sniff that cocaine till they fuckin brains blow up
Grass junkies drunk on that Monkey
around with the brain of a crash dummy

How the fuck you gonna try to gas from me?
You be in the of a 1000 Corpse like Rob Zombie
Culture this I God, all inside your
Cause my squad, is Die Hard

Put guns down, shoot a few rounds
Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the
Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's colder
Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a

Put your guns down, a few rounds
Fifty-two blocks, put ass on the ground
Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin
Hood's Iraq and I'm just a soldier

Niggas creep, yo it, yo, yo
Welcome to the city of God where gritty and hard
And these dogs walk around at least fifty a
Sayin, Give me a yard, split me a broad
Maybe me a dart, so I could get me a car

Niggas creep, half can't read or
the whole crib, buckwild like Little Zeke
From the slums, we be the blind, deaf and dumb
We got six year old knowin how to use a gun

They would shoot and don't think about it, won't even blink it
Go home, lay on momma breast nigga, drink it
So while you huff and you like you rough and tough
Your ass turn to a bitch once you in the

Put your guns down, a few rounds
blocks, put that ass on the ground
Rocket on my shoulder, world's gettin colder
Hood's Iraq and I'm just a soldier

Nobody me, not even my family
Most important man on the still they ban me
Instead of givin praises and revealin a
rather see me stressed out concealin my jammy

Hopin, I got smoked out and broke like
Spin the of fortune then get struck with a whammy
Never black, I got my act together
How can hip hop be when Wu-Tang is forever?

Put guns down, shoot a few rounds
Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the
Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin
like Iraq and I'm just a soldier

Put your down, shoot a few rounds
Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the
launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin colder
Hood's like and I'm just a soldier