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 play for large sums, yeah
Even got their shit tight
Aight, if you're with us, throw your up, what the fuck?
a philly, cock your shit back and bust

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

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

All my shootout 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 Benjamins
We even got triple six I E M currency
[Incomprehensible] Images of Quentin in

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

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

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

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

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

So what'cha grow, Shelley? I lit his game so
Really, most rap cats come near me
So it's either or pay Paul, you and yours
Fools are frost, regulate life through and laws

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

official, 8-50 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 star Agbar, a hot car
Shark Bar, private engagement, entertainment

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

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

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

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