Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Guns Down

Niggas grow up, some drink till they throw up
Some sniff that cocaine till they fuckin brains up
Grass junkies drunk on that Brass
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 1000 like Rob Zombie
this I God, all inside your iPod
Cause my squad, is Die Hard

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

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

creep, yo check it, yo, yo
Welcome to the city of God where gritty and hard
And these walk around at least fifty a squad
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
Shoot the whole crib, buckwild like Little
From the slums, we be the blind, deaf and dumb
We got six year old sons how to use a gun

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

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

understands me, not even my family
Most man on the planet still they ban me
Instead of givin praises and a Grammy
They'd rather see me stressed out my jammy

Hopin, I got smoked out and broke like
Spin the wheel of fortune get struck with a whammy
Never that black, I got my act
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 colder
Hood's like Iraq and I'm a soldier

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