Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
Shut 'em
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his body
up on coney island
When I rolled up, niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two and ducked out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide chest, put five inside your vest
Have you with a dead rest
Shoulda when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I forgiveness when I did this
There was not no but he should understand
Cause even God got a list
2:]
Beat downs
I like a shiny silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the that rush, those that hold back
Takin' whole stack
street cats
Niggas bald head like
Go gat for gat
that
You could smoke
Or cut black
Makin' your whole fuckin' crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only could be never in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun sees takin' your
Makin' your
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
your spine
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
I'ma bury the
Feel my full

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his face
Be on the out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get
Had you thinkin' sweet
Now you up creek
your shits weak
How much is your life worth to someone
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of
was gettin' robbed
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the earth so
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, the graveyards
Till no room
Fuck you know about a box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when pull with they nine shots
Feel like for your crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a lot to flip your vest
Then watch lungs spill out your chest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that
4: sticky fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun blazin' for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the ason purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder
We shut 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb gun click
in the vine
Persed the on your dick
In the morgue it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
Fuck killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, have my doe right
Fuck my life, I need no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's that
me on point
About to down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut like the rest of them