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

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

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

All my real shootout hear me when
Half-A-Mil shoot out with Bohemians, calicoes in
Niggas splittin' in the same they sittin' in
What We got too much Benjamins
We even got triple six I E M plastic
With Images of Quentin in

My lay back
We use to a G, now we pump 100-K packs
aimed at, destroy your whole world like K-mat
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 crack

Yo yo, 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, your guns up
What the fuck? Form a philly, cock your back and bust

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

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

Anti up, hopin' my new shorty don't me up
It had me stuck, after this session, I 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 couldn't come me
So either or Peter pay Paul, you and yours
Fools are frost, regulate life rules and laws

Big boys play for sums
Stack up, strategize, the cons come
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 your up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, your shit back and bust

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

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

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

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

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