Luyện nghe bài hát Young Gunz

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Breath on this one right here...ri-right
on it

Verse 1:
Now you can try to join us or run from us,
but dispute it
Choclair gon' leave brain scarred
The situation's
These who be hating and dissing,
but now I'm paid, now they looking for
I give a fuck of what you saw back in 9-5
All things that I say, despite your long
all wise, leave you in awe like God rise
All words I say, All get! All kinds!
And break all spines, and why
Cause when peoples ask who diss, I be like "I did it"
So many niggas be us niggas
But these niggas confront 'em,
up in their face that they be afraid to it
I slap 'em in the face and make, every spitted
You heard this kid, roll me, glide with me
Take my hand, come with me
Do you you roll with Chocs and Bleek
(What the y'all thinking)
So don't be your shit round here
My advice to you is get ass back
Before it get slapped, turned out, and pushed
put the T-dot-O up on the map, bi-otch

[M. Bleek]- Do you ever wanna see a ball at the top
Wanna see a fall, get it on with the cops
I ain't changed, I still keep raw on the
Nigga hate me, I ain't never gon'
[Choclair]- They don't wanna see a nigga ball at the top
see a nigga fall, get it on with the cops
I ain't changed, I still keep raw on the
Nigga hate me, I never gon' stop

Verse 2: Bleek]
Yo, you see the man laid up, paid up
Instead you wanna see a sprayed up
use the waste up
And I still off nuts, with a numb dick straight up
Fuck y'all wanna do, Huh duke
I know thug creep with a gun duke
Me too, except, I got one in the for the jump off
Niggas still ain't learned the ledge, nigga off
It's real here, playa, you what the deal here
Niggas in wheelchairs won't sit still
Battery cats, get their cavity cracked black
In fact, I still ain't stop pointing the
At y'all niggas who hate me, don't me
Nigga, the money ain't Bleek
When I sold trays, in hallways, and had
Rob niggas, niggas, for my P-Js

Verse 3:
Standing 6-foot-1, skin, smooth brother
deep, up in your women, circle,
be my underground in the gutters
Submerged under the
Those happy fronting with that coke-and-smile walk
Really big dick style, could your girl, make her smile
Listen in, niggas say they fuck me up now
Need to understand paranormal expands
People catching cock stand, when I mic stands
Even woolen strands, best believe I got lyrics up the sleeve
brother from the Bridgemont-C
People looking for a gig, your fading
I say step to the when young guns blazing

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