Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Smoke

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Gun smoke, you hear me cockin' it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, you layin' on the floor, yeah
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, now what you mean?
Pussy mad and blood

Gun smoke, when you hear me it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, shots, come, come now what you mean?
mad and blood clots, gun smoke

Poof, the ghost bitch
When it's gun smoke on the track, you know Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click 'cuz I ain't the type
To switch homie some the real niggaz never phonies

To roll with me, I ride 1
Solo with a glock to me
So brothers wanna plex with me
And show em' all who's next to see

Peek-a-boo, gun smoke
how my gun go
Shots out to that
On the block like on the mash for dough

And I'ma fly, cocky, dude
You don't wanna see me in a ignorant
Just me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how your pivot move

Bitch, that's how I plex, em'
With a red-beam, not even Neo, can't what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you be expectin' some fire
From nobody, the ghost and the Mixtape

So what you sayin' slick, say it to my
on the tip of my tongue and I'm gettin' tired of it's taste
Hey, not for you son, let me give you the truth son
You not the son, we the realest reppin' Houston

Color Changin' Click, we hot, ain't mayne
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm, I'm just sayin'
What I gotta do to you kids understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for he is as a man

I'ma inspiration in the hood for that struggle
complainin', singin' sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep and hoes get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, no love, just

In they face screamin' get money because I'm true to it
And it's nothin' let you tell it, somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep you bitch niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, fuck rap, can't fuck with my mentality

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, nobody, the man
Sho', uh, uh,
It's Koopa, it's that Mixtape, M-m-mixtape, Messiah

Yeah, I'm the man the chief, how I handle weak
Ass niggaz who thinkin' that they could my streets
I'm wavin' my weaponary at a random
Anybody that want it, can get a can of

Why you kissin' and tellin' my lil Spanish
She kissin' and me how the bang it sleep
If it's someone else playin', it's weak
a problem who gonna go handle it, it's me

Real niggaz be sayin' type of man is he
Is the a fraud? Nigga let me see
I know the nigga a man then me
If he said to instead of me

You some noise, it don't jam to me
So the is currently gon' depend on me
I'm the nigga gave you a 50 jammin' street
If I bomb on the nigga, I'ma beef

a damn if I loose a couple fans a week
'Cuz niggaz that's real is gonna stand me
Give a damn if I loose a couple a week
I ride to the end and it'll end with me

And some pretend to be,
But they fakin' the feeling
You know he and you fakin' it with him
And the nigga be thinkin' his fakin' is

Who the hell is this niggin'?
Feel like he ready to me
he ain't never gon' have to be
Dealin' the, uh Majesty

yeah, I'm makin' a livin'
You fakin' a
And I don't give a damn house you in
I the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling

Yeah, man
the name
Respect the
Respect already, get him