Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I the way this feel
This makes me wanna
(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 or die nigga
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd the one and only
Not buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
wasn't around so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the back and let money grow
Most them wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then theres 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 sour when you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them shit
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, 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 the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my
They said there wasn't shootin', but found no shells
New York City, Hell they niggas under jails
I got love for them and I ain't from there
Now bust a shot for them boys on the
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm in the game nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay
See every we round' ya hear some shots go off
And get there chains snatched when they try and show off
outs in broad day we do it the mob way
And to find out these niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep livin' my life with a pistol in my
And a wrist of ice
You can call me the Don
We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong and your dyin'
no time for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas ain't ridin', so you gone
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
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front let ya have it
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that curbed nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and spray shit
rounds for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant back on that shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's
I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my New York
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 banged up, you made a man
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
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 shots or die
(Die nigga)