Luyện nghe bài hát Thugcore Cowboy

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the where the rope and the Colt are king*
1:]
My deluxe bullets lift you up like a pull-up
Carve you with a Phillip schmuck, your grill up
Im not a law-abiding citizen, Im a I get it in
Ill get acquitted fast I smash your fitted in
I almost got trapped in jail youre a turncoat tattletale
Battle snake rat, legal battle failed
Ive all the rules, old-school gangster
Provoke me and Ill smoke you with the tools, choke you your jewels
a molar rips through, my whole crew flips you
Money you try to son me and Ill eclipse you
you up like a polar shift, steal your skins
Hardcore pimp, hat the brim, Fillmore Slim
Youre too stupid to work a gun son, it
Cause youre the type to clean a gun out its loaded
I capitalize slapping you guys, you be the best rapper
Im the clapper alive

My life depends upon my gun and my gun spells hope in the where the rope and the Colt are king
Thugcore cowboy, somebody gets
Somebody up boy
I'll catch you for the street, yeah Ill do that
handling myself, true that
My life depends my gun and my gun spells hope in the land where the rope and the Colt are king
2:]
Youll be victorious, youll forever lose
Youre the sorriest of a warrior the hoods ever produced
Im vain glorious, I the goriest
Pop a tourist a Taurus, the slug tore through the chest
like a dollar cab, catch you solitaire
Grab you by your collar, scared wallow down the stairs
to vic me shorty? You think you slick? Im WD-40
Slicker than the oil of a
Youre breastfed in your nest, your father molests you
Test-tube baby, you look like mother dressed you
Backslap you, you, cop pleas, screaming, Stop please!
Baseball bat pop
Im the shiznit you got bad kismet
You do bad business, your futures
you with the gat quick, orbit my fat prick
Like the Sputnikll suck a dick