Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Back

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