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

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

Rip you and brace you, put a W up on your face
to mother, you could get chased
It's to taste, blood on a thug if he gotta go
All I know is we be grace

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

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

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

My dudes hug blocks like shogun
no V and no ones equaling no fun
Who want a treat they know, Body to go numb
My woman need funds, plus her hair and her done

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

Get gwop then get low but thought
We gotta get the work off, the gift and the boss
Yeah, see I'm the shit yo, the in the fit, no
Hustling from the get go, the motto is get

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

We was quiet flashy brothers, all along
the dirty .38 long, twelve hour shift gate
Took case, state to state, you think he won't hold his
Put your money on the plate and it get scrapped

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

Trust no one, the lone shogun, rugged boot stomper
lyrical mass destruction launcher
Nothing can calm the when I break, kid
Peace to my up north, doing state bids

Whoa, is the way we be rolling in the streets
You when we roll we be packing that heat
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll go, gun'll go
The gun'll go, the go, gun'll 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 know when we roll we be packing .32
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 gun'll go, 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