Luyện nghe bài hát Down (Lloyd Banks Diss)

Oooooh,

(The Game)
That's Lloyd momma singin',
You betta your boy to keep his mouth closed,
Or he gon' get a tux,
And a wake,
How my bow tie lookin'?,
You ready?,
go.

When I see Lloyd it's goin', (down, down)
If you in the car wit em' you get, (down, oooh well)
rifle,
And i'm blastin' on so,
Ski mask, i'm psycho,
My gun got scope.

Two in the leg em, (down, down)
From Thirty feet he fell, (down, oooh well)
Touch like Michael,
One of the dice, oh!,
You wanna gamble your life,
die slow.

Now your goin', (down, down)
Yayo tried to run,
I him, (down, oooh well)
Cause' I the Jakes,
Pat him take his cake,
He wanna be a nigga,
Might as well his face.

And how I get, (down, down)
G-Unit nigga i'm not (down, oooh well)
Used to wit' em',
Slice up the pie em',
Got out the group,
'cause I wasn't die wit' em'.

And how it went, (down, down)
At Hot 97 we came, (down, well)
Had Thirty niggas me,
Niggas that the Dickies,
out of cabs,
We just to talk to 50.

We know what's goin' (down, down)
Security pulled heat it went, (down, well)
Had to the block,
I ain't face the cops,
a couple shots,
Then I seen the cases drop.

Told to get, (down, down)
I back and saw my nigga goin', (down, oooh well)
I said,"homie we leave em'",
What if my dyin',
as we hit Houston then,
We police sirens.

Oh shit!, goin', (down, down)
Guns out, tellin' him to get, (down, oooh well)
He on knees,
Blood out his jeans,
Catch 22 should I go to or flee the scene.

way it's goin', (down, down)
So I hopped in the and went, (down, oooh well)
Broadway in a suburban,
One on my mind,
Go hard til' them get murdered.

'cause he to get my nigga shot, (down, down)
But he and now he goin' (down, oooh well)
To the station,
at the Double-U waitin'
On me to and now I gotta shake em'.

They take a nigga, (down, down)
We on the same elevator goin', (down, well)
fitted,
Got the lean,
So they notice me,
Now mad as fuck,
And gotta watch my Range leave.

Hit the 95 and head, (down, down)
to Philly so i can lay it, (down, oooh well)
Catch the first thing smoking the L-A-X,
up my Air Nikes,
Then I slept the flight.

Had a dream it goin', (down, down)
Woke up and saw my plane comin', (down, well)
the palm trees,
everyday,
New my second home,
But i'm in L.A.

And i shit, (down, down)
The throne was so I sat, (down, oooh well)
And just my biz,
Theres two sides to every story,
And I tell it like it is.

And how it went, (down, down)
On my son all that went, (down, oooh well)
So stop them lies to all them motherfuckin' magazines,
And radio nigga you know what happened.

Me and Lloyd aint, (down, down)
talkin' shit, i'll lay you, (down, oooh well)

You niggas ran out the nigga,
All I wanted to do was man,
To see was what.

Y'all was too fuckin' to come, (down, down)
You've been to Compton, you how I get, (down, oooh well)
So fuck nigga,
And like that,
For life.