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 on that Brass Monkey
Walk around with the of a crash dummy

How the fuck you gonna try to gas cash me?
You be in the House of a Corpse like Rob Zombie
Culture this I God, all inside iPod
my squad, nigga is Die Hard

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

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

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

Niggas creep, half read or speak
Shoot the whole crib, buckwild like Little
the slums, yeah we be the blind, deaf and dumb
We got six year old sons 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 guns down, shoot a few rounds
blocks, put that ass on the ground
Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's colder
like Iraq and I'm just a soldier

Nobody understands me, not even my
Most important man on the still they ban me
of givin praises and revealin a Grammy
They'd see me stressed out concealin my jammy

Hopin, I got smoked out and broke Sammy
Spin the wheel of fortune then get struck with a
Never that black, I got my act
How can hip hop be dead when is forever?

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

Put your guns down, shoot a few
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