Luyện nghe bài hát Thugcore Cowboy

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the where the rope and the Colt are king*
1:]
My deluxe bullets lift you fucks up a pull-up
Carve you with a Phillip schmuck, Gemstar grill up
Im not a law-abiding citizen, Im a I get it in
Ill get acquitted fast I smash your fitted in
I almost got trapped in jail cause a turncoat tattletale
snake rat, your legal battle failed
Ive broken all the rules, gangster
Provoke me and Ill you with the tools, choke you with your jewels
Like a molar through, my whole crew flips you
Money you try to son me and Ill solar you
Fuck you up like a polar shift, steal skins
Hardcore pimp, hat the brim, Fillmore Slim
Youre too stupid to work a gun son, it
Cause youre the to clean a gun out while its loaded
I capitalize slapping you guys, you could be the rapper
Im the best alive

My depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the Colt are king
Thugcore cowboy, somebody beat
fucked up boy
I'll catch you for duffing the street, yeah Ill do
handling myself, true that
My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land the rope and the Colt are king
2:]
Youll be victorious, youll forever lose
Youre the sorriest excuse of a warrior the hoods ever
Im glorious, I remain the goriest
Pop a tourist a Taurus, the slug tore through the chest
Ghetto a dollar cab, catch you solitaire
you by your collar, holler scared wallow down the stairs
Trying to vic me shorty? You think you slick? Im
than the oil of a Saudi
Youre still breastfed in your nest, your father you
Test-tube baby, you look like your mother you
Backslap you, bitch-smack you, cop pleas, screaming, please!
bat pop knees
Im the shiznit while you got bad
You do bad business, futures cataclysmic
you with the gat quick, orbit my fat prick
Like the satellite Sputnikll a dick