Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Plus a Mask

A gun plus a mask, you do the
All my goons know, that equals cash, equals cash, that equals cash
A gun a mask, that equals cash
So if you up down to your last
A gun and a gon' get ya cash
A gun plus a mask, you do the
All my goons know, that equals

What you know about it this that goon shit
AK sweep a nigga house without a
So nigga up off that bag, or them pistols blast
With the at yo house lyin' in the grass
They'll rob a blind if they doin' bad
tape around the handle they don't use a mag
So tell em it's at, don't tell em no more lies
Line yo family up against the wall, and fire
All you niggas are victims, jackers gon catch you slippin'
Feeling yourself, and stuntin', niggas gon' come up missin'
You gon' drop off that cash, you see 'em out here they hurtin'
They got you back its a robbery, now don't make it a murder
Too late to talk when the hit the fan
Got choppas on deck, more than a band
Gun a down, leave 'em where he stands
Highway to hell, nigga better start

A gun plus a mask, you do the
All my goons know, that equals cash, that equals cash, equals cash
A gun a mask, that equals cash
So if you up down to your last
A gun and a mask get ya cash
A gun a mask, you do the math
All my goons know, that equals

Walk up to your house knock on your door, and your ass off
Drop it off, it off, bitch I got a sawed-off
I got a sawed-off
Walk up to house, knock on your door, and blow your ass off
Drop it off, drop it off, I got a sawed-off
Bitch I got a

They me Yela don't swing, look buddy don't worry 'bout me
If you in my lane you in a ditch with the snakes and the leeches
take a mothafucka out I get wanted cause I never did shit but me
It's about time that I said it, hey would I it we'll see (Fuck that)
Yelawolf I'm a loose cannon, ask David how deep
I was and raised in this shit, momma I got manners 'bout me
But I'll get dirty if I gotta get dirtier a mothafuckin'
up in a Alabama creek
I'm hotter than you in the of the summer
in a sauna under the sun in a Alabama street, shit
Rockin I got noted, I'm going up yeah I'm going
But with my dreams and my people I got poetry loaded
My soul is sold, and they sold it, street told and
I leave the smoking, look bitch don't think that I'm jokin'
Click, pow