Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Will Go

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got

We got butter, we got
(The go)
We got butter, we got
(The go)
The go

Aiyyo, aiyyo one for sure, keep you of all
Keep a crib, fly away, keep to the point
niggaz outta your face, who snakes
Keep bitches in place, keep the mac in a special place

Keep moving for papes, keep cool, keep doing you doing
it fly, keep me in the crates
'Cuz I will erase shit on the real note you'se a
It's right here for you, I will you

Rip you and you, put a nice W up on your face
Word to mother, you get chased
nothing to taste, blood on a thug if he gotta go
All I know is we be giving

This is a place from we make tapes
We make 'em everywhere, in all we be making base
Y'all be making paste, these little niggaz, they be making
Our shit is art, yours is

This is the way we rolling in the streets
You know when we roll we be packing heat
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go

is Poverty Island man, these animals don't run
Slums where the ambulance come
Who got the best Fiends waiting to smoke some
Approach some, ask him where he getting that coke

My hug blocks like samurai shogun
'Cuz no V and no ones no fun
Who want a treat they know, Body to go numb
My need funds, plus her hair and her toes done

It is what it is though, don't with the kid flow
That make it hard to get dough, the harder to get
Harder the piff blow, harder when it
The and the wrist glow, this here what we live for

Get gwop get low but first thought
We get the work off, the gift and the curse boss
Yeah, see I'm the yo, the dirt in the fit, no
Hustling from the get go, the is get more

This is the way werolling in the streets
You when we roll we be packing that heat
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go

We was flashy brothers, strapped all along
With the dirty .38 long, twelve shift gate
Took case, state to state, you think he won't his weight?
Put your money on the and watch it get scrapped

We get ape up in club, off that juice and Henn
And a no win situation fucking with them
You mean Ewing at the front at the rim, finger roll a Dutch
Million stages touched, techs, gauges bust

Trust no one, the lone shogun, rugged Timb boot
Damaging lyrical destruction launcher
can calm the quakeage when I break, kid
Peace to my brothers up north, doing state

Whoa, this is the way we be in the streets
You know when we roll we be that heat
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go

Whoa, this is the way we be rolling in the
You when we roll we be packing .32 snubs
The gun'll go, the gun'll go, go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go
The go, the gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got

We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got
We got butter, we got