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 bitches got their shit
Aight, if with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck?
a philly, cock your shit back and bust

You acquired the knowledge, my cause riots in college
Science scholar in this of violence and dollars
Firm 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 massaged by rich
Who rock Versace in the drop, watchin' the stars

Yo, the conquest is ours, mission accomplished, shittin' on
whipped with the 6, on this 8 trillion tonnes
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 real shootout hear me when
Half-A-Mil shoot out with Bohemians, spittin' in
Niggas splittin' in the same position they in
What We got too much Benjamins
We even got triple six I E M currency
With [Incomprehensible] of Quentin in

My niggas lay
We use to pump a G, now we pump 100-K
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 king
All my mine 'til they bring crack

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

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

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

up, hopin' my new shorty don't stand me up
It had me stuck, this session, I plan to fuck
Hot pursuit, a real splittin' of Pop Duke
Block lasoo's, paper player 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, life through rules and laws

Big boys play for large
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
all a game, even bitches got their 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, cock your back and bust

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

I grab and I explain it
How I from the brawns to the brainless
To the minds of the and the famous
wives admire the guy's arrangers
Kick off their rings to give head to the king
just a cheddar thing, amaretta, Armani leather thing

We into better things wettin' the brains
Jumpin' outta and minks, crime connected with link
Up in the buyin' drinks, bitches eyein' the spinks
Hustler haters 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 come
It's all a game, even got their shit tight
On the scene 18, suckin' 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 your up
What the fuck? Form a philly, cock shit back and bust