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 off the chain

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

Dave me how to flow, they shot him in the head
ass was there, now he runnin' scared
Some say I'm gangsta, say, I'm crazy
If you ask me, say I'm what the hood made me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knock on wood my nigga, we both the dog
We get to where we at by luck, shit was hard
(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?
make you remember, where you know my name 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
what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't that
Get in our get you shot down
(Nigga)

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

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

Yea, what the is the problem?
The is red the buckets is Army
30 handguns the gutter is starvin'
(Yeah)
like me might rush your apartment
(Word)

Bloodstains'll up your 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 have the jail or the ground, you ain't in enough

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

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

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