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 shit tight
If you wit us, throw your up
What the
Firm cock your shit back and bust

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

rappin' god
from the projects, it hard
From cards
to platinum
my click is that
to get they dick licked, and back
by chicks, who rock Versace bras
in the drop, watchin' the
Yo, the is ours

Mission
on Congress

Benz whip a 6, on this ectylean tons
I appear reptilians run
Firm

exile team, like Indians
Your a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentleys in
the same streets you can't get a in
All my shootout niggas hear me when
Half-A-Mil out with Bohemians
calicos in
splittin' in
the same position they in
What
We got too benjamins
We got triple six I E M plastic currency with chip in em
Images of in

My niggas lay
We to pump a g, now we pump 100k packs
Guns at
destroy whole world like k mat
What part of the that?
The curse, my hot verse is rap
Players got the trapped
I be the king
On my bitches' mind till they crack

Yo yo, big boys play for sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
It's all a game, even got their shit tight
On the scene, 18, dick right
You sick
If you wit us, throw guns up
What the
Firm afilli, cock shit back and bust

From NY to New
we all
scenes
flashbacks of before cream

bustin'
Stash out in Flushing

killer mental, foul adjustin'

Cold
ran through the streets my life
Back and forth,
focus for who lost sight

thought wise
beyond years, way across skies
eye
so many a livin' off lies

up
Hopin' my new shorty stand me up
and have me
After this session, I plan to

Hot
A splittin' image of Pop Duke
Rock
paper a part of my roots

So what ya gross
I play this so sincerely

most rap cats couldn't come me

So either or
Peter pay Paul, you and
and fours
regulate life through rules and

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

Firm 850 I
pistol, black Magnum PI
VI
Willy hat, half
guy
'95
I, in my eye

Allah
Project raw
Greatest star
a hot car
Bar

Private
entertainment
I grab and I explain it
How I from the vines of the brainless
To the minds of the wise and the
Niggas wives admire the in Ranges

Take off their wedding
to head to the king
It's just a cheddar
Amaretta, leather thing
We better things
like wettin' the

Jumpin' outta with minks
crime connected with
Up in the club drinks
eyin' the sphinx
Hustla haters hate us, my guns say what they think
Plus I copped a Hummer this summer, a button up mink