Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This me wanna just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
up! haha 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 can't roll wit me I'm Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your
ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't a hoe
wasn't around so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the back and let your grow
Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was yo
South side Jamaica nigga thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then more than one gun
Five soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even being another niggas dun-dun
We all know turn sour when you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I owe them niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my face I don't know 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 or die nigga
(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
They said there wasn't shootin', but they no shells
New York City, they throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I even from there
Now bust a for them boys on the block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga
There bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
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 there snatched when they try and show off
Shoot outs in day we do it the mob way
And come to out these niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep 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 move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for heat nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas goin'stop 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, front I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off cops 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on these ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya on that curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and spray shit
Enough for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm 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 it's handled
I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You around I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports and read your mind
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that Black
We don't go to but we'll go to your wake fam
View your body all banged up, you made a 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)
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)