Luyện nghe bài hát We Got

DTP we got them that go

Yea I'm all that pistol playa, cold blooded killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the dealer
You better tell ya man that with the I'm nice
I'll shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look dice
But I'm through with all the talking to show all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo through niggaz
DTP we ain't plying if you try to get our
A.K's get ta spraying

Bottom line that mean I'm it, any nigga want it, doubt it
you in the broad day on the street that's fully crowded
Find our hole and your chest, just for thinking it's rap
And tell that bitch thug we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out and I tend to
So you should what you saying if it's intended for me
So be careful what you starting, let my do the walking
And that oozy get to like

Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, 'em
Can the an and 'em, damn 'em
Press him, man him, scarin' him, teared him, him up
him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
A B C D E F shawty is you a G or
Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in world
I'm pulling pistols out my
And throwing them bitches up Earl
Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, 'em
I'm 38, hot with a pearl

And I'm throwing text a NBA ref
I got all gold guns like came from IRAQ
Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of pistols
I my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks hit ya
And ain't taking no more pictures, if you snap I'ma
Anyway, plus I got bullets in the the size of Lil' Fate
And I'm wavin' like helicopters
You need hella doctors when the glock go

Say on the set bitch, better watch lip that text be quick
20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, ain't no trick
Us you mess with, we got them guns like action flicks
Reload with the next clip, I'm the wrong nigga to flex bitch
Come on and test this, my gun I'm having sex shit
Put a bullet in shoot it out, got them long horns Texas bitch
at my necklace, maybe hit a nigga disrespect this click
My pistol grip sound this

Now what, who want they day
When I cock and the cake, bust bust?
Y'all play tough, and my peeps we come to spray stuff up
Y'all lives made up, like ugly hoes with bra
We'll you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
My wrist rocky like Stallone
So thurr for you should invest in a for ya dome
'Cause I know you marks on getting me when I'm landing
Peace to nick but my go

Fuck a medic, we gon' yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin' so you'll need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell your woman it's time on the month
A.K. 47 for the
Who's really looking for and a 9 for you chumps
Got in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group
But I got for you niggaz and I ain't talking 'bout fruit
I'll pay your cab with the black mack
Till your back crack, got the gat like

clak clak
Swallow a hallow make 'em with a 50 caliber
Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrow's not on your
I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too
I'll leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this
My shotguns are cold and hard, but my desert is
And my are always talking about
squeeze me, squeeze me
And for these fakers greezy, I'm starting the show
My oozy got a roll, it goes

got no nerve
They got no
got no nerve
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