Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Guns

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

say they're comin' for my life but it don't mean shit
I'm 'bout to show levas the real meaning of sick
I keep my loaded, like 24/7
I got so much artillery, they me Armageddon

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

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

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

My little homie's got way more than you
And you could try to up, we'll 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 Norwalk Click

make me pull the trigger back while aiming at you
I bet a hydro shock bullet puts an end to our
I got a thick vendetta for my Walkeros
Smokin' all these levas, I'm smokin' the leno

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

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

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 for that Norwalk Click

My little homie's got way more kora you
And you try to roll up, we'll 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

I'm a life, to be specific, it's yours
I got my strapped 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 been in crazier shit dealing with you
got a million other cholos trying to get me too
It doesn't start with me, check my family
I was up to be crazy and sick in the mind

Ain't no question about it, I represent I die
I got music thing locked down without even trying
I put on my life, I won't settle for less
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 try to roll up, we'll 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 Click

My little homie's got way more kora 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 Norwalk