Luyện nghe bài hát Get Shot Down

DMX Errrrrrrrrrrr......Uhr..Uhr

50

Over and over, i told ya boy
im a G-Unit motherfuckin boy
now when u gon get it in yo
the gates wide open and the dogs off the

Uhr..Uhr

I be young'n with the gun thats tellin ya stop frontin
I be that young'n on the run, after i pop
In the i read, death is of the tongue,
If u about death, then death is go oncoming,
jay me how to flow, shot him in the head,
randy's ass was there, now he's scared,
sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy,
if u ask me, i say im wut the hood me,
now i stunt til my ass dead broke like JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any nigga's head that me,
see im cool the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga bad, wutsup wit that
see my flick, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma bangin them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you dont live that, u shouldnt say that
'cause wut come out yo get u SHOT DOWN
handin money around, and we dont play that, outta line'll get u SHOT DOWN,
on playa hatin, we kno where u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u play with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN

(Eyiooo yo, ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin with?
Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit,
Put the faggots in the ring, em all quit,
All ya is pussy, suck my dick
Aint nothin but a handful of mans standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, onyx was still slammin
now we meet again, its all good my
back to the street again, its all my nigga,
on wood my nigga, we both walked the dog
we aint get to we at by luck, shit was hard,
but once we got the trials, its all smiles
til a bitch type nigga all of a get wild
now why u gots to go and me back the way i came from?
imma MAKE you remember, u my name from,
45th street BLAH ave.
I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga

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(Styles P)
If ya head aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my chrome hit a of ur bone,
its do more than chip, nigga,
yea wut the fuck is the
the porsche is red, the is armed
30 shot handguns, the is starvin
niggas like me might ur apartment
blood stains'll up ur carpet
brain on the
i smell everytime that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and then knock out his bone
i want the chrome to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can have the or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
tap ya man, and let him kno P'll love the colors
and niggas is gettin down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down

(Chorus)