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

You acquired the knowledge, my brainwaves cause riots in
Science scholar in this world of violence and
Firm rappin' god from the projects, it hard
From medicate to platinum cars, my click is that large
To get they dick and back massaged by rich chicks
Who rock Versace bras in the drop, watchin' the

Yo, the conquest is ours, mission accomplished, on Congress
Benz whipped with the 6, on this 8 tonnes
When I appear run from affilions
Willions [Incomprehensible], Indians
Your a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentley's in
The same streets you 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 sentencin'? We got too Benjamins
We got triple six I E M plastic currency
[Incomprehensible] Images of Quentin in

My lay back
We use to pump a G, now we pump 100-K
Guns aimed at, destroy your whole 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 bring crack

Yo yo, big play for large sums
up, strategize, watch the cons come
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 up
What the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit and bust

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

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

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

So what'cha grow, Shelley? I lit his game so
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 play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cons
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 your guns up, the fuck?
Form a philly, cock shit back and bust

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

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

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

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

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