Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Guns

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 trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click

say they're comin' for my life but it don't mean shit
I'm 'bout to show these levas the meaning of sick
I keep my pistol loaded, like
I got so artillery, they call 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
take away your life and with only one shot

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

My homie's 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 for that Norwalk Click

My little homie's got way more 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 trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click

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

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

And ese Cuete, somethin', that you couldn't be
I got plenty and 'stilos, that you couldn't see
And you could come and try to take it but survival's a
'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 lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips
We ain't trippin', we get sick for Norwalk Click

My homie's got way more kora than you
And you could try to roll up, we'll just do 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

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

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

Ain't no about it, I represent till I die
I got this music thing locked down without even
I put that on my life, I settle for less
Man, I'm a gangbang till the day they put me to rest, so

My little homie's got way more kora 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 trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click