Luyện nghe bài hát Thugcore Cowboy

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

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the Colt are
Thugcore cowboy, somebody gets
Somebody up boy
catch you for duffing the street, yeah Ill do that
Beef handling myself, true
My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the are king
2:]
Youll be victorious, youll forever lose
the sorriest excuse of a warrior the hoods ever produced
Im vain glorious, I the goriest
Pop a tourist a Taurus, the slug tore through the chest
Ghetto like a dollar cab, catch you
Grab you by collar, holler scared wallow down the stairs
Trying to vic me shorty? You you slick? Im WD-40
Slicker than the oil of a
Youre still breastfed in your nest, your molests you
Test-tube baby, you look like your dressed you
you, bitch-smack you, cop pleas, screaming, Stop please!
Baseball bat pop
Im the shiznit you got bad kismet
You do bad business, futures cataclysmic
Shoot you the gat quick, orbit my fat prick
Like the satellite suck a dick