Luyện nghe bài hát Down (Lloyd Banks Diss)

Oooooh,

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

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

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

Now casket goin', (down, down)
Tony Yayo to run,
I chased him, (down, well)
Cause' I the Jakes,
Pat him take his cake,
He wanna be a nigga,
as well paint his face.

And how I get, (down, down)
G-Unit nigga i'm not (down, oooh well)
Used to ride 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 wit' me,
Niggas that the Dickies,
out of cabs,
We just to talk to 50.

We know what's goin' (down, down)
Security heat it went, (down, oooh well)
Had to the block,
I ain't tryna' the cops,
Heard a shots,
Then I the shell cases drop.

Told to get, (down, down)
I looked and saw my nigga goin', (down, oooh well)
I said,"homie we can't em'",
if my nigga dyin',
Soon as we hit then,
We heard sirens.

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

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

he tried 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 arrive and now I shake em'.

They wanna a nigga, (down, down)
We on the same goin', (down, oooh well)
fitted,
Got the lean,
So they ain't me,
Now mad as fuck,
And gotta watch my Rover leave.

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

Had a about it goin', (down, down)
Woke up and saw my comin', (down, oooh well)
Missed the 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,
two sides to every westside story,
And I just it like it is.

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

Me and Lloyd aint, (down, down)
Keep 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)
been to Compton, you know how I get, (down, oooh well)
So fuck nigga,
And like that,
For life.