Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

Move on over, I told ya, boy
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, boy
And you gon' get it in your brain
The wide open and the dog's off the chain

I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, frontin'
I be that yung'n on the run, after I pop
In the Bible I read, death is of the
And if you talk about enough death is gon' come

Dave taught me how to flow, they him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he scared
say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy
If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the hood me

Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like
Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that me
See, I'm cool with Hatian mob niggaz
Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz

The media be to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that?
See my flick, to bring Papi and Cat
And Montana, I 'em with the grammar
I enhanced in the slammer bangin' them hammers, whattup?
(Aight)

You live that, you shouldn't say that
what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we know where you at
That you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot

Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, you playin' wit?
Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol'
(What?)
Put the in the ring, watch 'em all quit
All y'all is pussy, suck my dick

nuttin' but a handful of man still standin'
I remember 50 in a cypher when was slammin'
(Aight)
Now, we again, it's all good my nigga
to the street again, it's all hood my nigga

Knock on wood my nigga, we walk the dog
We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was
(Aight)
But once we got through the trials all smiles
'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild

Now, why you gotsta go and take me to where I came from?
I'ma make you remember, you know my name from
(Yeah)
Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga

You don't live that, you shouldn't say
'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you down
Throwin' your money around and we don't that
Get in our line'll get you shot
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we know you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you down
a few clips that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down

Yeah, word,
If head ain't offa your shoulders
You ain't get shot, you got nigga
(Just nicked)
'Cause if my chrome hit a of your bone
It's gon' do more chip, nigga
(A lot than that)

Yea, what the is the problem?
The Porsche is red the buckets is
30 shot handguns the is starvin'
(Yeah)
Niggaz like me might rush apartment
(Word)

Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, on the window
I smell murder every time that the wind
Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin
I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't up
You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell

I'm the one that the gutters
Better tap man and let him know P'll love to cut his
And is gettin' shot down, two guns up
R, S.P. holdin' D block down

You don't that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we play that
Get in our get you shot down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we know where you at
That bullshit you on'll get you shot
Here's a few that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot