Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way feel
This me wanna just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
You can't wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the back and let money grow
Most them niggas be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I from
If you see a with me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't that of being the dumb one
Or satisfied being another niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn when you gettin' it
Some niggas me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit
all up in my face like I don't know them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm rich
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and spit it how I live it nigga
Came the country, dirty south get it nigga
tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They said there wasn't shootin', but they no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas jails
I got love for them and I ain't even there
Now bust a shot for them on the block
I can your pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
That me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See every we round' ya hear some shots go off
And get there chains snatched when they try and show off
outs in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is softer than
I'mma keep livin' my life a pistol in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya it
When the shots go off sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on bird ass niggas
and I'll put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I don't play
Move like I'm militant on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm but niggas can't move me
I squeeze I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll your brains on my New York Times
Run turn to the sports section and read your mind
It's crystal clear you should when that gat bust
First it's scene tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to but we'll go to your wake fam
your body all banged up, you made a mistake man
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)