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

You acquired the knowledge, my brainwaves cause in college
Science scholar in this world of and dollars
Firm rappin' god the projects, it ain't hard
From medicate cars to platinum cars, my 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
whipped with the 6, on this 8 trillion tonnes
When I reptilians run from affilions
[Incomprehensible], like Indians
Your a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentley's in
The same streets you get a penny in

All my real shootout niggas me when
shoot out with Bohemians, calicoes spittin' in
Niggas splittin' in the same position they in
What sentencin'? We got too much
We even got triple six I E M plastic
With Images of Quentin in

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

Yo yo, 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' dick right and sip
If you're with us, throw your up
the fuck? Form 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', stash house out in
Corruption, killer mental is foul

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

Anti up, my new shorty don't stand me up
It had me stuck, after 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 so sincerely
Really, most rap couldn't come near me
So it's or Peter pay Paul, you and yours
are frost, regulate life through rules and laws

Big play for large sums
up, strategize, watch the cons come
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 guns up, what the fuck?
Form a philly, cock your shit 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, praisin' Allah, project rod
star Agbar, pushin' a hot car
Shark Bar, engagement, live entertainment

I grab mics and I it
How I from 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 head to the king
just a cheddar thing, amaretta, Armani leather thing

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

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

Bitches got shit tight
If with us throw your guns up
What the fuck? a philly, cock your shit back and bust