Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
makes me wanna just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd the one and only
Not buddy, not your pal, not your homie
ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my know
Never stay in center, play the back and let your money
them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then theres than one gun
straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even being another niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour when you it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't know niggas sick
But I can less, I'm on the album and I'm gettin' rich
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I it nigga
Came from the country, dirty south get it
tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They said there wasn't shootin', but found no shells
New York City, Hell they niggas under jails
I got for them and I ain't even from there
Now bust a for them boys on the block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See every time we round' ya hear some go off
And niggas get there chains snatched they try and show off
Shoot outs in day we do it the mob way
And come to out these niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep livin' my life with a in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front let ya have it
When the shots go off cops 50 back at it
I'm to the feathers on these bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that fence nigga
I a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough for the H K I don't play bitch
like I'm militant back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm but niggas can't move me
I till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I'll your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around blow your brains on my New York Times
Run turn to the sports section and read your mind
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat
First it's scene tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam
View your body all banged up, you made a man
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)