Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Shot 2 Shot

I told ya'll mothafuckas I was comin'
(Oh shit)
What now nigga, now?
(What are you doin'?)

Proof, the projects,

One shot, two shot, shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off

Security's gone I'm in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my gun
(Nigga, what your wife?)
Nigga fuck my wife, I'm tryin' ta run and save my life
Oh shit, the shooter's

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin', people all over the floor
And I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. door
the sound of the glock
Even DJ House around and got shot
I done messed around and my tec
I see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you awright)
These is trippin'
(Where's at?)
I'm tryna slip through the and get to where my car is at
screamin' everywhere and niggas is wildin'
Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and

This chick is clingin' me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't mean to me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real and on and cats is gettin' killed
So I her and used her body as a human shield
And she got hit now she's
(Don't me)

I told her I'd be back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too

One shot, two shot, three shots, shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, off
stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

(I been call you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)
I'm on seven mile, what the fuck was
Damn somebody hit me from the
(With car?)
With a gat nigga and my flat
And I hit a pole, them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)
I know but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black
(Shit, that's the clique we wit)
Man and I was on my way

Believe me I'm a caucus today
I'ma park my car and walk the of the way
I'm in the to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck hoes up

One shot, two shot, three shots, shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, lickin' shots off

I never seen no shit like this is my life
People are still camped out from the night
outside the door waitin' in line
Still tryna get the club to see D12 perform

The fire marshalls know, the venue's too
People are wall to wall, three thousand and odd fans
And some from out the parkin' lot
Gets in an argument over a parkin'
Decides to his gun out and let's a few of 'em off

Missed who he's aimin' for six feet away's the
Into St. hall, now the strays flyin' all over the place
one bitch in the face, another one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar a mazel tov
Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near it off
God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where the is Von, he usually tucks one on him

Wait a minute I I just saw Bizarre
No, I guess not, the fuck, oh my God it was
I saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I think he his wife

There she is on the bein' trampled
I go to her up by the damn hand but I can't pull her
Goddamn, just went another damn bullet, I'm hit
My vest is able to handle it, it's too thin
If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop
Follow Bizarre's path ran it

And made it to the front door and on the steps
Looked up and I Swift shootin' it out
But I can't see who he's shootin' it out
But right behind him squeezin' his four fifth

One shot, two shot, shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off

It's Friday came to this bitch, right
Big ass to my left and Eagle to my right
I ain't come in this to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can't stay here to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' tonight

That's right bitches I'm drunk revenge
Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna when I get in
Swift me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck that
Shot out the back of his truck is up in this

So one shot for the money, two's to stop the
for the bartender
(There's of shots to go)
(I just wanna know who's a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a piece

One shot, two shot, shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off