Luyện nghe bài hát We Got Guns

My little got way more 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

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

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

Go and hit it, roll up, you know where to come
But let the name fool you, I got big, big guns
in work but my familia's to blame
'Cause all my family's Walkero, so I gangbang

My little homie's got way more 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 sick for that Norwalk

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 Norwalk Click

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

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

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

My little homie's got way more kora 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

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

I'm a life, to be specific, it's yours
I got my soldiers strapped up and 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 than dealing with you
I've got a million other cholos to get me too
It start 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 down without even trying
I put that on my life, I won't for less
Man, I'm a till the day they put me to rest, so c'mon

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 Norwalk Click

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