Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Guns

My little homie's got way 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

They say they're comin' for my but it don't mean shit
I'm 'bout to show 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 that's
Leave 'em D.O.A ese, on arrival
Never feel 'cause that's the way I was taught
take away your life and with only one shot

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

My little homie's got way more kora 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 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 ain't trippin', we get for that Norwalk Click

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

When you ask anybody 'cause they know I'm legit
And Lil' Cuete talks that serio shit
I could rotten you in day or like 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 know that you ain't fuckin' with us,

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 for that Norwalk Click

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 Click

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

I've been in crazier shit than with you
got a million other cholos trying to get me too
It start with me, check my family line
I was brought up to be crazy and sick in the

Ain't no question about it, I represent I die
I got this music thing locked down without even
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 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 trippin', we get sick 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 lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips
We ain't trippin', we get sick for Norwalk Click