Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Talk

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the and
fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, the calico

talk, the INC about to run New York
'Cause there's no niggaz left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's
Lt. Ja it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
laundering, tax evade and drug dealers
Backed by grit, you can't be serious
We just niggaz money, fucking all the bitches
And life and death a matter of inches

You
That fo' four that handle his
capital game, reload and hit them with interest
Damn, so gangsta about these niggaz
Now I got the speed niggaz, led
Leave them dead over prayers, or
'Cause we done these same bitches
And you know talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness, niggaz can't be this
gun talk, niggaz better get used to it

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga the nine and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

Yeah, I don't if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot
I'm by the plot, product of the hater
The and the glock, and I keep a blade
I afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun
Married murder one, sleep with the
Tasting red rum, young and
to fuck with, straight out of the gutter
With no

Our role models is forced the hollows
sloths the swallow the fifth a holla
The witness and the polla, weed twisting
up the clip's and flip the corner
They Morner, be mourners gunner
We gangster, gangster and blank ya'
Thank ya', niggaz me in the mood
To eat a nigga food, I murder real bombs

Well niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

The nine the cal the of coke, niggaz
The weed the the E' the coke, niggaz
The is mine, that's all I know
I've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies
This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hoe's
it in them working, in case I'm legal searching
They got worship god, and the gun
Ask for your and send niggaz up

stick niggaz up, these bitch niggaz touch
It's all about violence, real niggaz is
And know these niggaz whoes guns got low
Got ducked taped, all up in their houses
I'll make you while I fuck the spouse
This ain't business, it's personal, gun
When I you're the first to know
How hoes, and how much blood has been lost of

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the and
Well fake try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

INC
We riding motherfuckers