Luyện nghe bài hát Tons O Guns

Tons o' guns getting strapped
Tons o' got to watch the way you act
Tons o' guns real to get
Tons o' bringing nothing but death
Tons o' guns are in the streets
It's big money and you crime pays
Check nearest overpopulated ghetto
greet you with a pistol not trying to say hello
Mad kids packed 'cos the neighbourhood's that
Want some shit that's fat catch a do a stick
Kids pulling triggers, killing niggaz
Five-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll
It's there ain't no time to really chill
Jealous always want to act ill
25's 44's 45's
Mack elevens ak's mad lives
What the you gonna do in a situation
It's like you need to steel just to feel relaxation
o' guns

Tons o' you got we got they got
The state of affairs yo like mad chaos
I a kid who just passed the other day
shot him sixteen times so there he lay
You can pray for shit to like cease
But until then a nigga's going to a piece
And yo the devil's got squads
Want to niggaz 'cos they're scared of god
They got camps where train they learn to take aim
At a like a piece of game
And I'm not seeing that, them days are
'cos now we got [chromes] to put them they belong
So me a rude boy and in a brooklyn
Fuck the bullshit pain and
I'm off with a foolproof plan
As if each every was worth a hundred grand
I stand in the of hatred
off mad shots making devils run naked
Tons o'

o' guns everybody's getting strapped
Tons o' got to watch the way you act
Tons o' guns easy to get
Tons o' guns bringing but death
Tons o' but I don't glorify
more guns will come and much more will die
Why, yo I don't know
Some motherfuckers just be living that
They like to feel the chrome in hands
The shit makes feel like little big man
Twelve years old catching
'cos there ain't no supervision putting in check
People get wounded, they perish
And about the mother and the child she cherish
The is wild up steps the wild child
Tension living in danger
What the you gonna do in a situation
It's like you need to steel just to feel relaxation
o' guns