Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away Gats

[south mexican]
Personly, I feel my is cursed to be
Ridas till
My enemies tryna
Hot as an
But I clocked my doe
Curently I a benz out of germany
Tryna alive till I'm old and in the nerssary
My homies wife said today's they anniverssary
His on the seat done dried and turned burgandy
Dead on arrival there was no for surjary
left to die in his mercury
But he was the nigga on his way to university
It's me, that he's lying in the earth beneath
It's fucked how we over turfs of streets
I this beat so I had to be first to speak
Helping my raza seems to be what for me
Certainly I got doing dirt for free
Burst the heat cuase I never to turn my cheeks

To the today
And a throw away
It's time to go to war is what the say
A beat, a different rap
A different fool, a gat
but we're never gonna go away
2x]

[south mexican]
Fast
My mom say's I'm a sad
Wake up and the beer I had last night
Glass pipes, soround my two trailer
Doctor good I graduated from baylor
With taylor suits, real loose, a gym with masus
My hood is of hustlers and fiends that play their flutes
We shoot you first, I can see my future's cursed
At the club with the gat inside my purse
To the or to the nurse
You bicthes getting to my
Mad cause my song came on and girlfriend knew the words
You nerds
We pushing
Aztecs run universe
My people living blind cuase every they look it hurts
Now push reverse, way before the two
Way before my was wearing 8,000 dollar dresses
I was broke but
And now I'm rich and
you haters ain't got the nuts to say that you can't stand me

[chorus] 2x

g]
En el
Won't you and step to my mundo
Soy
jale por si me muero
Es mi
Leaving en el camino
Soy
Mi primo es el
Desiadado, wacth your porque soy mojado
ya tu sabes de donde vengo del centro
Atracando con mi
Lone star state thats my placa
You about me ese vato si te mata
Como el zapata a mi jente le doy la
Yo ando a pata los pinches haters no se
Con el chedar nunca jueges con mi
primero soy mas weno que un marinero
I se me mama entiera me en el ghetto

park mexican]
Dope house impire again
You bicthes say hello to my little friend

shots from low g's ar15]

[chorus] 2x