Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Glocks [U-Neek's Remix]

Give it to 'em, bring gun
Give it to 'em, bring gun

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you 'em all?
To death, death,
Fuck the niggas with the guns
And you might get shot, get

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death
You could be the first to the heat
To see how we got, we got

I be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and
Still don't give a fuck the law
Still run with a in my car and fuck who you are

You're fucking with a couple of that's really insane
I'm talking loco, as hell, it ain't just a name
It's the game and we done up a couple strings
And a couple of screws loose in my brain

Besides that, nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm a thug, nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone Thugs

I told you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to that we do it
And keep on movin, who's back up in the house?
Cleveland Criminals

Niggas send em subliminal messages
'Murda, mo murder murder'
Never forgot where we come
Watch how you move your

'Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in ass
And and crash, protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on your ass like I was a heat
Quickly the reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in

I be the little nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a with you
you to this heat, I sweep the street
When I down, let me hear you say, "Fuck the law now"

Rawest niggas in the town ready to thug and go
Go pound for pound, nigga the motto
Let me see you them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real show me game

I'm sure claim what the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it a player hater by the neck
him out and try to break it
Gimme money, drop them keys

It's a jack move bitch and you haters ain't got no business
That's how we attack shit
Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the of the Grammy
And the media ban me, nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death,
with the niggas with the guns
And you might get shot, get

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death
You be the first to feel the heat
To see how we got, we got

Pull it up, sit up, get up and up your money
Before it all gets up and you wanna get rid of
A bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin' with the wood

Everybody still playin' that hood game
when it's tired
My ain't nothin' but niggas dieing
In them chemical fed injections in Texas

up these niggas off in different sections
Don't hate my message, destiny led to
Chastity for my wad up a niggas Sherm
And listen to the sermon

Swervin' in my Suburban, lick it up the bottle
But everybody know I got problems
Had dreams of the
The fiends had in me, suckas wouldn't run

A nigga not insane, niggas with me
Bone, somehow turn up
Run up and get sign
Run blindly, through time nowhere to hide

Our dawgs finna off lead sawed-off head
Nigga you drippin' soakin' with bloody body be me
You what you should've capped like 2 Pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality

You you done fucked up, don't you niggas?
Runnin' up gas craters
What the fuck you you saw with your head in the sky?
Could it be a bird or maybe it's a plane for the untamed

Insane human only the Fifth
Fuck you motherfucker fame
For the the shit is a phat game
Going remain number one in the

Flesh, strangle the gang, bang, bang
I dropped five guards in the name of the I say
Now how times will I have to slay today?
I raise my guage? Oh God

How will I teach ya, but it's tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you don't it?
Have it, runnin up you sons of
Blast it, we of assassins

it, collecting more cash
That's true, feeling that
said all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villain, hit 'em with a blow

I call on my Archangel
Gonna surround my but go with the calico yo'
We the tightest you know Mo, the
Yes trues humbly united my never divided

Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Sign
For the FBI you wanna come test my
Bitch you better go think twice and open up your motherfucking
niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay

Everyday your way you better lay low
So you might just duck I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas a ball all day
Since we having a ball all day, player hate

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death,
Fuck with the with the guns
And you might get shot, get

Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em
To death, death
You could be the first to feel the
To see how we got, we got