Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz 'n Onez

Haayyoahhh! ahhh..

Intro/chorus:

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

Verse method

Yo, light another, and on this one my brother
Respect like my baby mother
I shine it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
That's dyin, I heard he out clutchin his iron
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 shells on the turf, the worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out skirts
Cause real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
For all them fuckheads, leave that ass for nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin down on the bullet now,
I cop my from a knotty dread, and live this life
On the nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Chorus:

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

Verse ruck

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

Chorus:

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

Verse three:

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

Chorus:

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

Stack your gunz 'n onez, your gunz 'n onez
Heltah skeltah come soon, be motherfucker
Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n
Cause ain't nobody motherfucker
your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, heltah
Stack your 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Same