Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz 'n Onez

Haayyoahhh! ahhh..

Intro/chorus:

Iz u wit me.. yo your hands in the air!
All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it players
you hate us or you show us love
No matter what you do money, stack your 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo throw your in the air!
All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even
Crooks, willies, pimps, all my
No matter what you do baby, stack gunz 'n onez

one: method

Yo, another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect mine my baby mother
I shine when it rain, the sky's for all the black youth
That's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his
And in the the slugs flyin, one burst
He kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
Or badly hurt, it's all science, nigga merked
Kid snatched his and his work, left nuttin
But the on the turf, the situation's worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out skirts
it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and a meal
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
For all fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin down on the bullet now,
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
On the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass
'cause-o, can you

Chorus:

are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
on lockdown and those on the run
No matter what you do money, stack your 'n onez

Verse two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the with the calibre
You the voice baby? ruck is the choice lately
Slap a hoe in the grapple hold just royce gracie
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then deep in they heart, they think that nigga ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? y'all do it the mic ruin
life by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-tical, heltah for the ninety-now
Remind me how, the way it to be, yo you used to be
Better than you is on the mic, but now you me

Chorus:

So iz u wit me? well your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds
No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n

three: rock

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little kid
Potentially yet a straight a student
I listened to my elders til I found out they was
What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for new shit
Now, I hold mo' concealed heat than
Ricans in bushwick call me rocko, el loco
Got a to make thugs sing like k-ci and jojo
ever since mamma rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't need those doe, cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the nba, many niggaz be
So try me, like mutumbo you get shit by me
Send you to e.r. son with broke ankles like allen ivey..
Hold that for a minute
And your shorty before I run up in it I admit it
I'm like sprite, image got you shaken, I'm jamaican
But it's thirst that'll get your jewelry and taken
batman and robin, I'm robbin with a bat man
Chase niggaz like for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick a lapdance, ask any sean price
In alcatraz fan, they'll you watch the jabbin

Chorus:

So iz u wit me? well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
Gods, earths, and cons, crips and
No matter you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me? well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
M.f.c., beez and my outlaw thugs
Armaggedeon soon come, stack your 'n onez

Stack gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Heltah skeltah soon, be prepared motherfucker
Stack your 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Cause ain't safe motherfucker
Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, heltah
Stack gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Same