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 got their shit tight
Aight, if you're with us, your guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, cock your shit back and

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anti up, hopin' my new shorty stand me up
It had me stuck, this session, I plan to fuck
Hot pursuit, a real image of Pop Duke
Block lasoo's, paper player of my roots

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

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

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

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 the guy's arrangers
Kick off their wedding rings to give to the king
It's just a cheddar thing, amaretta, Armani thing

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

Big boys play for sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
It's all a game, even bitches got their tight
On the scene 18, suckin' dick and sip right
If you're with us, throw your guns up, 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