Luyện nghe bài hát Thugcore Cowboy

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the Colt are
1:]
My deluxe bullets lift you up like a pull-up
Carve you with a Phillip schmuck, Gemstar grill up
Im not a citizen, Im a rider I get it in
Ill get fast after I smash your fitted in
I almost got trapped in jail cause youre a tattletale
Battle snake rat, your legal battle
Ive broken all the rules, gangster
Provoke me and Ill smoke you with the tools, choke you your jewels
Like a molar rips through, my whole flips you
Money you try to son me and Ill eclipse you
Fuck you up like a polar shift, steal your
Hardcore pimp, hat with the brim, Slim
too stupid to work a gun son, it exploded
Cause youre the type to clean a gun out while its
I slapping you guys, you could be the best rapper
Im the best clapper

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land the rope and the Colt are king
Thugcore cowboy, somebody gets
Somebody up boy
I'll catch you for duffing the street, yeah Ill do
Beef myself, true that
My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the and the Colt are king
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Youll never be victorious, youll lose
Youre the sorriest excuse of a warrior the hoods ever
Im vain glorious, I the goriest
Pop a with a Taurus, the slug tore through the chest
Ghetto like a dollar cab, catch you
Grab you by your collar, holler scared wallow down the
Trying to vic me shorty? You think you Im WD-40
Slicker the oil of a Saudi
Youre breastfed in your nest, your father molests you
Test-tube baby, you look like mother 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 with the gat quick, my fat prick
Like the satellite suck a dick