Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

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

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

taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin'
Some say I'm gangsta, 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 with them Hatian mob niggaz
Tu say sapa say mavule, and rob

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

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

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

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

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

on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog
We get to where we at by luck, shit was hard
(Aight)
But once we got the trials it's all smiles
'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild

Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came
I'ma you remember, where 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
what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money and we don't play 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 shot
Here's a few clips you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot

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

Yea, the fuck is the problem?
The Porsche is red the is Army
30 handguns the gutter is starvin'
(Yeah)
Niggaz like me might rush apartment
(Word)

Bloodstains'll fuck up carpet, brain on the window
I smell murder every time that the blow
Tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone
I want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin' up
You can the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough

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

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

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