Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Your Guns

Y'know, personally, I'm for the
As as we all see dough...

Yo yo, big play for large sums
Even bitches got their tight
If you wit us, throw guns up
What the
Firm affilli cock your back and bust

You the knowledge
my brainwaves riots in college
scholar
in this world of violence and

rappin' god
from the projects, it hard
From medicaid
to cards
my click is that
to get they licked, and back massaged
by rich chicks, who rock Versace
in the drop, the stars
Yo, the is ours

Mission
shittin' on

whip with a 6, on this ectylean tons
When I appear run
affilions

exile team, like Indians
Your style's a dream, we pop and drive Bentleys in
the same streets you can't get a in
All my real niggas hear me when
Half-A-Mil shoot out with
calicos in
Niggas in
the position they sittin' in
sentencin'?
We got too benjamins
We even got triple six I E M plastic currency with in em
of Clinton in

My lay back
We used to pump a g, now we pump 100k
Guns at
destroy your world like k mat
What part of the game's
The curse, my hot is flame rap
Players got the trapped
I be the mack
On my bitches' mind till they crack

Yo yo, big boys for large sums
Stack up, strategize, the cards come
It's all a game, bitches got their shit tight
On the scene, 18, dick right
You right?
If you wit us, throw your up
What the
afilli, cock your shit back and bust

From NY to New
we all
scenes
flashbacks of kidnaps before

Guns
Stash house out in

killer mental, it's foul

Cold
ran through the streets my whole
and forth, kikes
focus for niggas who lost

thought wise
beyond light years, way across
eye
so many make a livin' off

up
Hopin' my new shorty don't me up
and have me
After this session, I to fuck

Hot
A real image of Pop Duke
Rock
play a part of my roots

So ya gross yearly?
I play this game so

most rap cats couldn't come me

So either or
pay Paul, you and yours
Fools and
regulate life through and laws

Big play for large sums
up, strategize, watch the cards come
It's all a game, even bitches got their shit
On the scene, 18, suckin' dick
You right?
If you wit us, throw guns up
the fuck?
Firm afilli, cock your back and bust

official 850 I
burnin' pistol, Magnum PI
VI
Willy hat, beehive
guy
'95
I, in my eye

Allah
Project raw
Greatest star
a hot car
Bar

Private
entertainment
I grab mics and I it
How I went the vines of the brainless
To the minds of the and the famous
Niggas admire the guys in Ranges

Take off wedding rings
to give to the king
It's just a cheddar
Amaretta, Armani leather
We into better
like the brains

outta stretches with minks
crime with link
Up in the club buyin'
bitches eyin' the
Hustla hate us, my guns say fuck what they think
Plus I copped a this summer, with a button up mink