Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This makes me 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
the shots or die nigga
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 can control 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 know
Never stay in center, play the and let your money grow
Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah where I come from
If you see a with me then theres more than one gun
Five straight ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even being another niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it
Some niggas me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my like I don't know 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 talkin' it how I live it nigga
Came from the country, dirty south get it
tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They said there shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' under jails
I got love for them and I ain't 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
make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See every time we round' ya hear shots go off
And get there chains snatched when they try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to 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 one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat ya cryin'
'Cause my ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
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
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 to the feathers on these bird ass niggas
Front and put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my and I'll 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 but niggas can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a it's handled
I'll your 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 your mind
crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust
First it's scene tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam
View your body all up, you made a mistake man
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
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)