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

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

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

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

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

Yo yo, big boys play for sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
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? a philly, cock your shit back and bust

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

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

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

So what'cha grow, 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 play for sums
Stack up, strategize, the cons come
all a game, even bitches got their shit tight
On the 18, suckin' dick right and sip right
If with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, cock shit back and bust

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

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

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

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

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