Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Back

It's so
Ace
You ain't comin' here
Talkin' all shit
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake
And a pistol where ya stay
Act like I don't where you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic
(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,
Boy, you go
up with it, Khaled
let me get 'em
Gun cocked, his cheerin'?
No talk, to get him
niggas gon' make me kill him
Make his body shiver like he in a river
Matter I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's
holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya that
Rock boy bitch bags
Say you movin' slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie Pac is back
Man you niggas all
And you won't last
'Til your somethin' like tags
Don't me slide the mask
To from blast, get his ass
You ain't comin' here
all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake
And a pistol ya mama stay
Act like I don't know you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic
Now let me get 'em
When I walk up in the
Put the in ya face
Tell 'em that K
That I know where they lay duct tape they
Pop pop, that K then we leave em and we find
'em in a couple of
Pussy know where you lay
Actin' I don't know where you stay
Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya nigga's too
Tellin' all the niggas that you move thangs, what?
'bout that lie. huh? Y'ain't got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, em in the streets
'Til the D find 'em, dumb niggas
And they huggin' on the grind in the of this town
We gon' 'em
You comin' round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a have to round your way
I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where ya mama
Act I don't know where you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray
Now who am I? Mothafuckas know
When I pull up in rover
know that it's over
Big holes in ya body coasters
Creep, creep we deep with
Black to carry that toaster
Hot head, now they me folgers
But creep in Adidas with the heaters, millimeters
Wanna see yo family at pop
Pop just me ace
Slump niggas, I'm a call you
Click clack now ya red
Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries know that
The be hands on, it'll take yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the yard
(Get 'em)
You comin' round here
Talkin' all shit
'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come your way
Nigga I'm you all too fake
And a where ya mama stay
Act I don't know where you lay
act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray