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 gate's wide open and the dog's off the

I be that with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop 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 death enough death is 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 made me

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

The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup 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 don't live that, you shouldn't say
'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot
Throwin' your money around and we play that
Get in our get you shot down
(Nigga)

We where you hang, we know where you stay at
That you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few clips that you play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot

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

Ain't nuttin' but a of man still standin'
I remember 50 in a cypher when was slammin'
(Aight)
Now, we again, it's all good my nigga
Back to the street again, it's all my nigga

Knock on wood my nigga, we walk the dog
We ain't get to we at by luck, shit was hard
(Aight)
But we got through 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 from?
I'ma make you remember, where you know my from
(Yeah)
Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half,

You live that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot
your money around 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
bullshit you on'll get you shot down
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 get shot, you got nicked nigga
(Just nicked)
'Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your
It's do more than chip, nigga
(A lot more that)

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

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

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

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

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