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 Banks the one and
Not buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around that can control me, no
I'm on that style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my know
Never stay in center, play the and let your money grow
them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I from
If you see a nigga me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't that of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I owe them 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
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)
Walkin' and spit it how I live it nigga
Came from the country, south get it nigga
tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas jails
I got love for them and I ain't even there
Now a shot for them boys on the block
I can feel pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' bout the sound of a
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay
See every time we round' ya hear some go off
And niggas get 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 with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas goin'stop ridin', so you gone
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
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya it
the shots 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 that curbed fence
I ain't a marksman my and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I don't play
like I'm militant back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's
have your 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 your mind
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat
First it's crime scene tape you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam
View body all banged up, you made a mistake 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
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)