Luyện nghe bài hát We Got

DTP we got guns that go

Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, blooded killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the dealer
You better tell ya man that the gages I'm nice
I'll shoot up y'all white shirts until look like dice
But I'm through with all the time to show all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo through niggaz
DTP we ain't plying if you try to get our
A.K's get ta like

Bottom line that mean I'm 'bout it, any nigga want it, it
Bust you in the broad day on the that's fully crowded
Find our hole and inside your chest, just for thinking rap
And tell that pretty bitch we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm out and I tend to agree
So you should what you saying if it's intended for me
So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the
And that oozy get to like

Hammers, jam 'em, 'em, grab 'em
Can the an and fuck 'em, 'em
him, man him, scarin' him, teared him, heat him up
Bake him, him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
A B C D E F shawty is you a G or
Now it's just me and my nuts, all I got in this world
I'm pistols out my stomach
And them bitches up like Earl
the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em
I'm 38, hot a pearl handle

And I'm throwing text a NBA ref
I got all gold guns like came from IRAQ
Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these
I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own hit ya
And taking no more pictures, if you snap I'ma click
Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size of Fate
And I'm wavin' choppers helicopters
You gon' need hella doctors the glock go

Say on the set bitch, better watch your lip that text be
20 over thurr, Tity thurr, Luda over thurr, ain't no exit trick
Us you mess with, we got them guns like action flicks
Reload with the next clip, I'm the wrong nigga to with bitch
Come on and this, my gun I'm having sex with shit
Put a bullet in shoot it out, got long horns like Texas bitch
Look at my necklace, maybe hit a nigga this click
My pistol grip sound this

Now what, who want day fucked
When I and load the cake, bust bust?
Y'all play tough, and my peeps we come to spray stuff up
Y'all lives made up, like ugly with make-up bra
We'll you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
My rocky like Sylvester Stallone
So thurr for you invest in a vest for ya dome
'Cause I know you planning on getting me when I'm landing
Peace to but my cannon go

a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin' so hard need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell your woman it's time on the month
A.K. 47 for the
Who's really looking for and a 9 for you chumps
Got killaz in my and I'm the nicest one in my group
But I got bananas for you niggaz and I ain't talking 'bout
I'll pay cab back with the black mack
Till your back crack, got the gat like

Clak clak
Swallow a hallow make 'em digest a 50 caliber
Yo futures not so good, tomorrow's not on your calendar
I, do away the amateurs, they breathing too long
I'll leave 'em coughing the sound effects you hear in this song
My shotguns are cold and hard, but my is easy
And my are always talking about
Some me, squeeze me
And for fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the show
My oozy got a roll, it goes

got no nerve
They got no
They got no
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