Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Ya Gunz

Take em up, take em out, em out dead
Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald
One gun, two gun, three gun,
Your, mine, it's all crime

It's time to get live, live, like a wire
I set a choir on fire
done, on the grill, shot skills kills
And no frills - they try to diss me, getting crispy
Ha, ha hah hah, and we do it this
In fact, you players Jack's
Cause they can in hell shit for all that I care
Beware the head the dread said if they dare
Stick-up's assassin, traction new
These fucking niggas made the All-Madden!
Onyx is shit, slip-slide step quick
Super on it infinite gets crashed like a rented
The shit they write is and white; well mine's got mad color
Ain't that right, my brother?!
Word up, it up
We do it with the that don't give a fuck

Throw ya in the air
And buck buck like you just care

up, cause we're dropping some shit
On your now shot-skills, Onyx Tec-9 for a
Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'mma em
The hardcore style, rowdy-n-wild, hits I'mma em
To all competition back then listen
I'm kicking all that, to the doormat
Claiming domain, cause mad pains
Blood stains, range - cock gats!
clips, I sink ships, cutting faces like a pirate
I've never caught a flood, for the mad that I did
Heard, you got the so observe
I shatter and splatter that blows and bust nerds, open
I always leave my smoking

ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care
Just throw ya in the air
And buck buck like you just care
Just throw ya in the air
And buck like you just don't care
Just ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care

Ah, I hate your guts, and I hope that you die
Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my is a lie
I'm having a bad day, so stay out of my way
And we're the packing people, so you better obey
Just in the nick of time, I commit the crime
Rip my heart from my chest, put it into a rhyme
I feel pain cause it's all in the mind
And what's mines is mines and, yours is
fucking blink or I'mma rob yo' ass blind
Onyx, is shit, I got the Tec-9
So the bumba clot boy buck-buck-buck-buck
It's like a catastrophe, with me, G
I'm a bald with a knife
I your money or your life
So, so, so, so

ya guns in the air
And buck buck you just don't care
Just throw ya in the air
And buck buck like you don't care
throw ya guns in the air
And buck buck like you don't care
Just ya guns in the air
And buck like you just don't care

We the motherfuckin
And we give a flying motherfucking fuck
Ay yo DS man we come get you out of jail man
that, yo DS we coming man, we got the bail
We got the bail, we break you out man
that, yeah
We the fuck up out of this