Luyện nghe bài hát No Pistols

Yea mobster, ride on them bitches
It's to go to war, niggard, you ready

want to see you wit no pistols
If you aint ready to roll,
(Put down 45)
Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't want to see you wit no
If you ready to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
Don't want to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)

Don't to see you wit that four five unless you gone ride
If I say you die, motherfucker, I get so live
But you be
I think you fucking play wit pistols 'cause they're

You motherfuckers aint gone do When you get through fronting
Niggas that I know already know you ain't shot nothing
End up at the pearly gates they test you
Got a dirty face but what you know a 38 special, shit

And I know them words make you jump
But ya worth when you make the moss barb pump, bitch
And them shorties looking at you like a punk
'Cause you aint make you claim ain't gon bump click

And my pry when you hear them bumping
them shorties come and ride on em
When the pistols click

If you still alive will you get the dumping
If you got 45 on you
Tell them get back

Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(Put down 45)
Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
ever want to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(You ready to ride)

Once upon a in the chi
were three real killers who bust guns and puff fi
They copped weight by the key and up every gram
And stay for busting wit the pistol in they hand

I'm preaching like a vicious reverend
niggas who claim they shooting but neva seen three 57's
Now what reason u hold it fa
Put the pistol down, nigga, pick that weed up, it up

up the lie, you don't really won die
Don't ya clot lying, ya bullets don't fly
V style aim smooth like Sason
I keep the smith and Weston wit me I'm black moon

Tossed up the living room, stomped the kitchen
Knocked off that nigga in the bathroom and pissing
you shaking for, I taught you said you ready to ride
Don't be coming wit me if you you strapped because I

Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(Put down 45)
want to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

Don't want to see you wit no
If you aint ready to roll,
(Let's do a homicide)
Don't ever to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)

I a P 95 nine milli ruga
You fucking wit a shooter quick to ya suit up
My aim impeccable, like a decibel
300 away in a tower snipping the festival

you know about 9's
And 40's and 45's AR 15's wit the 5 pound slide
30 shot clips snub, noses wit the grips
Wicked tex would put the of death on ya lovers lips

M.O.B nigga , we quick to squeeze, nigga
AK-47's making them bitches retrieve,
Like a G nigga, I make 'em bleed,
Come at me and I'm busting that's on my seed, nigga

My poor chest is filled of bullets and
Ski mask gloves and vets so what's next, nigga
It's real you a bitch to the bone
If you ain't gone do nothing, shorty, leave them pistols

Don't to see you wit no pistols
If you aint ready to roll,
(Put down 45)
want to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(Got to let 40 ride)

want to see you wit no pistols
If you aint to roll, niggard
(Let's do a homicide)
ever want to see you wit no pistols
If you ready to roll, niggard
(You ain't to ride)