Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away Gats

[south park
Personly, I feel my people is to be
Ridas till
My enemies tryna
Hot as an
But I clocked my doe
Curently I push a out of germany
Tryna stay alive till I'm old and in the
My homies wife said today's they anniverssary
His blood on the seat dried and turned burgandy
Dead on arrival there was no need for
Purposly left to die in his
But he was the smart nigga on his way to
It's me, that he's lying in the earth beneath
It's fucked how we dying over turfs of
I heard beat so I had to be first to speak
Helping my seems to be what works for me
Certainly I got killas doing for free
Burst the heat cuase I never learned to turn my

To the gunshow
And a throw away
It's time to go to war is what the say
A beat, a different rap
A fool, a different gat
Sorry but we're never go away
2x]

[south park
Fast
My mom I'm a sad sight
Wake up and finish the beer I had night
Glass pipes, soround my two bedroom
Doctor feel I graduated from baylor
taylor made suits, real loose, a gym with masus
My hood is full of hustlers and fiends that play their
We shoot you first, I can see that my cursed
At the club the gat inside my ruka's purse
To the hearst or to the
You getting to my nerves
Mad cause my song came on and your knew the words
You stupid
We birds
run this universe
My people living blind cuase every time look it hurts
Now push reverse, way the two benzes
Way before my was wearing 8,000 dollar dresses
I was broke but
And now I'm and angry
Cuase you haters got the nuts to say that you can't stand me

[chorus] 2x

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En el
you come and step to my mundo
Soy
Este jale por si me
Es mi
Leaving muertos en el
Soy
Mi primo es el
Desiadado, wacth your back porque soy
Violento ya tu de donde vengo del centro
Atracando con mi
Lone star thats my motherfucking placa
You heard about me ese vato si te
Como el zapata a mi jente le doy la
Yo ando a los pinches haters no se escapan
Con el chedar nunca con mi dinero
Saco soy mas weno que un marinero
I se me muero mama entiera me en el

[south mexican]
Dope house strikes again
You bicthes say hello to my little friend

[gun from low g's ar15]

[chorus] 2x