Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Your Guns - Half-A-Mill

Y'know, personally, I'm for the paper, as as we all see doe
Yo yo, big boys play for large sums,
Even bitches got shit tight
Aight, if you're with us, throw guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, your shit back and bust

You acquired the knowledge, my cause riots in college
Science in this world of violence and dollars
Firm god from the projects, it ain't hard
From medicate cars to cars, my click is that large
To get they dick licked and back by rich chicks
Who Versace bras in the drop, watchin' the stars

Yo, the conquest is ours, mission accomplished, shittin' on
whipped with the 6, on this 8 trillion tonnes
When I reptilians run from affilions
Willions [Incomprehensible], like
Your style's a dream, we pop Cristal and drive in
The streets you can't get a penny in

All my real shootout niggas me when
shoot out with Bohemians, calicoes spittin' in
Niggas splittin' in the same position sittin' in
sentencin'? We got too much Benjamins
We even got triple six I E M plastic
With [Incomprehensible] of Quentin in

My niggas lay
We use to pump a G, now we pump 100-K
Guns aimed at, destroy your whole like K-mat
What part of the game's that? The curse, my hot is flame rap
Players got the trapped, I be the king mack
All my mine 'til they bring crack

Yo yo, big play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cons
all a game, even bitches got their shit tight
On the scene 18, suckin' dick right and sip
If with us, throw your guns up
What the fuck? Form a philly, cock your back and bust

From NY to New Orleans, we all fiends
Court scenes, flashbacks to kidnaps and fought
Guns bussin', house out in Flushing
Corruption, mental is foul adjustin'

Cold nights, handled the streets my life
Back up off kikes, focus for niggas who sight
thought wise, beyond light years, way across skies
Short i's, so many makin' livin' off

Anti up, my new shorty don't stand me up
It had me stuck, after this session, I to fuck
Hot pursuit, a real splittin' image of Pop
Block lasoo's, paper player part of my

So grow, Shelley? I lit his game so sincerely
Really, rap cats couldn't come near me
So it's either or Peter pay Paul, you and
Fools are frost, regulate life rules and laws

Big boys play for sums
up, strategize, watch the cons come
It's all a game, even bitches got their tight
On the 18, suckin' dick right and sip right
If with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck?
a philly, cock your shit back and bust

Firm official, I, burnin' pistol, Black Magnum P-I
Mack V-I, willie hat, beehive, wise guy
'95 I, in my eye, praisin' Allah, project aimin' rod
Greatest Agbar, pushin' a hot car
Bar, private engagement, live entertainment

I grab mics and I it
How I went the brawns to the brainless
To the of the wise and the famous
Nigga's wives the guy's arrangers
Kick off their wedding to give head to the king
It's just a thing, amaretta, Armani leather thing

We into better like wettin' the brains
Jumpin' outta stretches and minks, connected with link
Up in the club drinks, bitches eyein' the spinks
Hustler hate us, my guns say, "Fuck what they think"
Once I copped a this summer with a buttoned-up mink

Big play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cons
It's all a game, bitches got their shit tight
On the 18, suckin' dick right and sip right
If you're with us, throw guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, cock your shit back and

Bitches got their tight
If with us throw your guns up
the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust