Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Shot 2 Shot

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

Proof, the projects,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, lickin' shots off

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

(Is you hit?)
I don't know but I can tell you they drove
It was a Mitsubishi
(Shit, that's the clique we wit)
Man and I was on my way

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wait a minute I think I saw Bizarre
No, I guess not, the fuck, oh my God it was
I never saw him run so fast in my
Look at him haulin' ass, I he left his wife

There she is on the ground bein'
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 barely able to it, it's too thin
If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop
Follow Bizarre's ran through 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 it out with
But Denaun's right behind him his four fifth

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 lickin' off

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

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

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

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, lickin' shots off