Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way feel
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 or die nigga
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd the one and only
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your
There a government around that 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 back and let money grow
Most niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then theres more one gun
Five straight soldier ain't tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another niggas
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm rich
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
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it
Came from the country, dirty south get it
Feds tryin to question me, run up in my hotel
They there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas under
I got love for them and I even from there
Now a shot for them boys on the block
I can your pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See time we round' ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get chains snatched when they try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is softer than
keep livin' my life with a pistol 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' nigga ya cryin'
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, front I'll let ya have it
When the go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the on these bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I play bitch
Move like I'm militant back on that shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a it's handled
have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll blow brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read mind
It's crystal clear you should feel when gat bust
First it's scene tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to but we'll go to your wake 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
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)