Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way feel
This me wanna just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
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
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd the one and only
Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around that can me, ohhh no
I'm on doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother
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 yeah thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me theres more than one gun
Five straight ain't that 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 them niggas
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the and I'm gettin' 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
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and spit it how I live it nigga
from the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to me, they run up in my hotel
said there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, they throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I ain't even there
Now bust a for them boys on the block
I can feel pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a lay down
See every time we round' ya some shots go off
And niggas get there chains snatched when try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep livin' my with a pistol in my palm
And a full of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son 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 or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, front I'll let ya have it
the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on these ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that curbed fence
I ain't a marksman my spark and 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 till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin'
You fuck I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read mind
It's clear you should feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your fam
View your body all banged up, you 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
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)
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 or die nigga
(Die nigga)