Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Guns Down

Niggas never grow up, some drink they throw up
sniff that cocaine till they fuckin brains blow up
Grass drunk on that Brass Monkey
Walk around with the of a crash dummy

How the fuck you try to gas cash from me?
You be in the House of a 1000 like Rob Zombie
Culture I God, all inside your iPod
Cause my squad, nigga is Die

Put guns down, shoot 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

Put your guns down, a few rounds
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

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

Niggas creep, half can't or speak
Shoot the whole crib, like Little Zeke
From the slums, yeah we be the blind, 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 breast nigga, drink about it
So you huff and you puff like you rough and tough
ass turn to a bitch once you in the cuffs

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 like Iraq and I'm just a

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

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

Put your 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 just a

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