Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Guns

My homie's got way more kora than you
And you could try to roll up, we'll do what we do
And I lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips
We trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click

They say they're comin' for my life but it mean shit
I'm 'bout to these levas the real meaning of sick
I keep my pistol loaded, like
I got so artillery, they call me Armageddon

I'm livin' like a soldier, one suicidal
'em D.O.A ese, dead on arrival
Never feel 'cause that's the way I was taught
I'll take away life and with only one shot

Go and hit it, roll up, you should know to come
But don't let the name fool you, I got big, big
Puttin' in work but my to blame
'Cause all my family's Walkero, so I gotta

My little got way more kora than you
And you try to roll up, we'll just do what we do
And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got
We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Click

My little got way more kora than you
And you could try to roll up, we'll do what we do
And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got
We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk

Don't make me pull the trigger back while at you
I bet a hydro shock bullet puts an end to our
I got a thick for my fallen Walkeros
Smokin' all these levas, like I'm the leno

When you could ask anybody they know I'm legit
And Lil' Cuete talks about that serio
I could you in day or night like if it was nothing
I keep a bullet in the chamber, the trigger start dumpin'

And ese Cuete, he's somethin', that you be
I got plenty and many 'stilos, that you see
And you could and try to take it but survival's a must
'Cause me and my Walkeros know that you ain't fuckin' with us,

My little got way more kora than you
And you could try to roll up, just do what we do
And I lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips
We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk

My little homie's got way kora than you
And you could try to roll up, just do what we do
And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got
We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Click

I'm takin' a life, to be specific, yours
I got my soldiers up and we're ready for war
We can go toe-to-toe or we all get down
I'm talkin' 'bout matching guns and going 'round for

I've in crazier shit than dealing with you
I've got a million cholos trying to get me too
It doesn't with me, check my family line
I was up to be crazy and sick in the mind

Ain't no question about it, I till I die
I got this music thing locked without even trying
I put that on my life, I won't settle for
Man, I'm a till the day they put me to rest, so c'mon

My little homie's got way more kora you
And you could try to roll up, we'll do what we do
And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got
We ain't trippin', we get for that Norwalk Click

My little homie's got way kora than you
And you could try to roll up, we'll do what we do
And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got
We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk