Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Guns Down

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

How the fuck you gonna try to gas from me?
You be in the House of a 1000 Corpse Rob Zombie
Culture this I God, all inside your
my squad, nigga 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, shoot a few
Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the
Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin
Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a

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

Niggas creep, half read or speak
Shoot the whole crib, buckwild Little Zeke
From the slums, 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 it, won't even blink about it
Go home, lay on momma breast nigga, drink it
So while you and you puff like you rough and tough
Your ass turn to a bitch you in the cuffs

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

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

Hopin, I got smoked out and like Sammy
Spin the wheel of fortune then get struck a whammy
that black, I got my act together
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 colder
Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a

Put guns 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