Luyện nghe bài hát ShotGun

(Chorus)
Err'ybody get
shotgun, shotgun double sawed off
Stay strapped homie this shit is to pop off
Me I be a G way back in the day
With that I don't give a fuck about your set, type

(Blaze)
I'll you in the day, like my heater stay on toast
And build a casket for you as soon as you a ghost
I got an itchy finger and I'm scratching like a DJ
15 in my pocket, who wanna see me
Khakis stay on fold, ice-cold
And my homeboy to a chicken that he know
Here a car up the street, rolling real slow
With a wannabe, G, hanging out the window
Looking close, he knows me
Fuck set!, Buck shots his ass all over his homies upholstery
to play me closely, but my approach be
Buck'em all they fall with my shotgun

(Chorus 2x)
Shotgun, shotgun barreled sawed off
Stay strapped this shit is about to pop off
Me I be a G from way in the day
With that I don't give a fuck about set, type mentality

(Anybody Killa)
If I keep my self alive, something just happen
Like my gun clapping, or a motherfucker's crackin'
My are shot, I'm sweaty and hot
shaking, looking just like Michael J. Fox
Save me, help me me out this mind frame
Without the choppin' on you hoes cause I'm
Me and Colton be getting Grundy in the
Knocking your doorway, jacking all your goods
Look into the of my shotgun, watch yourself
Fucking wit me, is bad for your health
So when you see me coming, best be thinking you want to live or die
Cause my increasing, so watch out
Cause we ain't playing pimp, move the over
All up our face, acting like we ya
But if you want to get that close,
prepare yourself, to be filled with holes

(Chorus 2x)
Shotgun, shotgun barreled sawed off
Stay strapped homie this is about to pop off
Me I be a G from way in the day
that I don't give a fuck about your set, type mentality

(Esham)
Sawed off shotgun and I'm about to
Sippin' on syrup, speakers on bump
Cruising down 7 mile, bed of pile
You think my shotgun won't blast, bat a
I'm all cheddar throw your body off Bell Isle Bridge
push me cause, I'm over the edge
Been fell off the ledge, with a in my head
Only reason Grundy see me cause he been dead
Boy I'm nothing to play my shotgun murdered 9 federal agents
I them all ages,
the front pages
This is outrageous,
Me, Blaze, and ABK need to be locked in
Police been after me, I cause a
All because my said Blasphemy
Now another casualty

(Chorus 2x)
Shotgun, double barreled sawed off
Stay strapped homie this shit is to pop off
Me I be a G from way in the day
With that I don't give a fuck about set, type mentality

(Blaze)
4 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a
Three people wanna test me
3 bullets in my pocket, I'm a madman
Two people wanna test me
2 bullets left in my pocket, I'm a
One more person test me
1 left in my pocket, I'm a madman
nobody wanna test me

"Damn! Fuck! I ran outta ammo, unless you count the box of shells i got in the glove compartment!"