Luyện nghe bài hát Shotgun

You motherfuckers ain't on my
I jump back and try to french kiss myself
The boy fell in the well and lived to
Put my voice in the mix, make the winter
I'm the best since a fresh loaf of sliced bread
Sitting on the bed a pair of nice legs
I'm sex, white flag, ice bag, rag
I'm twice the mess but a fraction of the tag
Back in a rat cage
But I bend these bars, everybody get to gas face
They said it was dead, in that
get revenge, I'ma make rap pay
Now run and tell the sun I'm up the light
I arrive on the plane, train, bus or bike
You can fuss and fight, but it's despite
it functions right when I cup this mic
No feedback, back, let the beat crack
But Uncle Sam said he see tax
Make the beeswax, no
Run around the map and tracks
You can call me like nothing's wrong
I'm the dawn, I'm the dirty bum
My thoughts get on a JumboTron
If your jaw don't drop you can hum along, on!

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Shotgun, the raw one
We the hot sauce on tongue
We don't stop till it's all
So turn it up till the come

You get lost in how I is
You watching like you stock in my biz
You that sickness sitting on shit
You'd be better off up some littler fish
I'm a big catch, whoo! Jesus
Walk on the trash, clean as a fetus
Rip the into child size pieces
You talk cheap, now you to get your teeth fixed
I recognize you or your toy crew
Go ahead, step aside now, let my through
and spread like Kudzu
Didn't need a gun to put a +Slug+ in your
Move over chauffeur, I roll the
I got older and badder and
Who's the with the monster?
Birds fly to Minnesota just to on my shoulders
No pressure, it don't get
No effects, just sweat and spit
So fresh, still it seem effortless
Breath smell breast milk and peppermint
Got put on a good foot
Huh, got flavor than a cookbook
So take a look at what you couldn't have
If I forgot anything, we'll put it on the hook, c'mon

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You ain't gon' be
I'm the kept secret
can see it
If I say it enough, maybe you'll believe it