Luyện nghe bài hát Choppers N Gunz

Nigga snatched from your
Cut you on the
you don't know my people
Went to war with 14 people
Drink like it's legal
Fresh in the cut all turned up
Used to tell my homeboy slow
He laughed at me clutchin' on the pound
Nigga bust his head 'fore I came
Me and Five Gang in the
Goin' to get at the busters
I told Fat fall back with the heads
'Fore I came home, dusted
Now they do it on buses
Come and get you like
All my women know
Do I still roll Buster?
I lay down, play around with no nigga
Track life boss made, I'm a go
real, still solid, no ho nigga
You ain't just heard what to them ho niggas?
gettin' shot, niggas gettin' stopped
Mommas really outchea losin' they
Might as well it real with them young niggas
Might as well 'em get guns

and guns, choppers and guns
Chop-chop-chop-choppers and
and guns, choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Oh shit man, here we go them choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, and guns
you got choppers and guns

Niggas smoked at the Exxon
I leave the house, grab the teflon
I at my nigga, you outta here
Don't make me say what year was our
Nigga lookin' for you, they ride 'round
Fuck a four boy, I got a pound
Chief Keef the sweep, shit get deeper
Track Chi-Town
Nine shots, ten shots, we can get
You can up bitch but you gon' sit down
You can man up and you get miss 'round
But we and-1 niggas and commit
out the road 'cause these niggas rat
Shoulda got him when you seen his up in black
Lil Ria gunned down for a pint
wasn't even no Act

Choppers and guns, and guns
Chop-chop-chop-choppers and
Choppers and guns, and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Oh shit man, we go with them choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Hope you got and guns

My nigga lil in the papers
he own a body in the cape
He at me "Unc I'm a G though"
was when he was like three though
To-Lu, come for his kilos
But he got a bag of them
A bag of and a big ass heart
It's 'bout to be capital
They swing and they you on purpose
They walk by house like they turtles
You see 'em, you run, you jump
You it at home now you murdered
How the fuck I'm supposed to tell lil chill out when the nigga 'round tryna kill him
They his lil cousin and Slim
boys play above the rim

Choppers and guns, and guns
Chop-chop-chop-choppers and
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Oh shit man, here we go with them choppers and
Choppers and guns, choppers and
Hope you got and guns