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 for large sums, yeah
Even bitches got their shit
Aight, if you're us, throw your guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, your shit back and bust

You acquired the knowledge, my brainwaves riots in college
Science scholar in this world of violence and
rappin' god from the projects, it ain't hard
From medicate cars to platinum cars, my click is that
To get they licked and back massaged by rich chicks
Who rock Versace bras in the drop, watchin' the

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

All my real niggas hear me when
Half-A-Mil shoot out with Bohemians, calicoes in
Niggas in the same position they sittin' in
What sentencin'? We got too much
We even got triple six I E M currency
[Incomprehensible] Images of Quentin in

My niggas lay
We use to pump a G, now we pump 100-K
Guns aimed at, destroy your world 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 bitches mine 'til they bring

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

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

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

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

So what'cha grow, Shelley? I lit his so sincerely
Really, most rap cats couldn't come me
So it's or Peter pay Paul, you and yours
Fools are frost, regulate life through and laws

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

official, 8-50 I, burnin' pistol, Black Magnum P-I
Mack V-I, hat, Half beehive, wise guy
'95 I, look in my eye, praisin' Allah, aimin' rod
Greatest star Agbar, a hot car
Shark Bar, private engagement, live

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

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

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

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