Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Ya Gunz

Take em up, em out, bring em out dead
Shine em up, shine em up, a bald head
One gun, two gun, gun, four
Your, mine, it's all about

It's time to get live, live, live a wire
I set a whole choir on
Well done, on the grill, skills kills
And no frills - try to diss me, they getting crispy
Ha, ha hah hah, and we do it like
In fact, you players jack
Cause they can in hell shit for all that I care
the bald head the dread said if they dare
Stick-up's assassin, traction new
These fucking shoulda made the All-Madden!
Onyx is shit, slip-slide step quick
Super on it infinite gets crashed like a rented
The shit they write is and white; well mine's got mad color
Ain't right, my blood brother?!
up, raise it up
We do it with the that don't give a fuck

ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care

Heads up, cause we're dropping shit
On now shot-skills, Onyx Tec-9 for a while
Keep your eyes open in the fight, swell em
The style, rowdy-n-wild, hits I'mma sell em
To all competition slide back listen
I'm kicking all that, to the doormat
Claiming this domain, cause mad
Blood stains, long - cock gats!
Crazy clips, I ships, cutting faces like a pirate
never caught a flood, for the mad shit that I did
Heard, you got the so observe
I shatter and bodies that blows and bust nerds, open
I always my barrel smoking

Throw ya in the air
And buck buck you just don't care
Just ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya in the air
And buck buck like you just care
throw ya guns in the air
And buck buck like you just care

Ah, I hate your fucking guts, and I that you die
Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my is a lie
I'm having a bad day, so stay out of my way
And we're the packing people, so you better obey
Just in the nick of time, I commit the crime
Rip my heart my chest, put it right into a rhyme
I don't feel cause it's all in the mind
And what's mines is and, yours is mine
Don't fucking blink or rob yo' ass blind
Onyx, is shit, I got the Tec-9
So what the bumba boy buck-buck-buck-buck
It's like a catastrophe, fucking me, G
I'm a bald with a knife
I want your or your life
So, so, so, so

ya guns in the air
And buck buck like you just don't
Just throw ya in the air
And buck buck you just don't care
throw ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya in the air
And buck like you just don't care

We the motherfuckin
And we don't give a motherfucking fuck
Ay yo DS man we gonna get you out of jail man
Fuck that, yo DS we coming man, we got the
We got the bail, we gonna you out man
Fuck that,
We the fuck up out of this