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, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
You roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
Not buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around can control me, ohhh no
I'm on doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple around so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the and let your money grow
Most them wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats I come from
If you see a nigga me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied another niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' 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 them sick
But I can care less, I'm on the and I'm gettin' rich
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)
and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga
Came from the country, dirty south get it
Feds tryin to question me, run up in my hotel
said there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New City, Hell they throwin' niggas under jails
I got for them and I ain't even from there
Now bust a shot for them on the block
I can feel pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and a nigga lay down
See every we round' ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get there chains snatched when try and show off
outs in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is than Shawty
I'mma keep livin' my with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can call me the Don
We want the eye 'n' son make one move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' nigga ya cryin'
my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
I got a gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off cops 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on bird ass niggas
Front and put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I don't play
Move like I'm militant back on gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't me
I squeeze till I run ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my New Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read mind
It's crystal you should feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your fam
View your body all up, you made a mistake man
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)