Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This makes me wanna
(G G G G G G-Unit)
up! haha 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 your buddy, not your pal, not homie
There ain't a government around that can control me, no
I'm on doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the back and let your grow
Most them wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah where I come from
If you see a with me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another niggas
We all know friendships turn when 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 know them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm rich
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)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I it nigga
Came from the country, south get it nigga
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my
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 from
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
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay
See time we round' ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get there 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 than Shawty
I'mma livin' my life with a pistol in my palm
And a full of ice
You can call me the Don
We want the eye 'n' son make one move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
'Cause my niggas ain't 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 or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 at it
I'm to the feathers on these bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and I'll shit
Enough for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant back on that gorilla
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but can't move me
I squeeze till I run ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the section and read your mind
It's crystal you should feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene tape you end up in that Black Hurst
We go to funerals but we'll go to your 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, 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)