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

Verse method

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my
Respect like 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 mist the flyin, one burst
He kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at
Or badly hurt, it's all science, nigga merked
Kid his purse and his work, left nuttin
But the on the turf, the situation's worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out skirts
Cause real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not can shine and make a meal
So johnny nine in the steel, one in the head
For all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead said
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin down on the bullet now,
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live life
On the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass
'cause-o, can you

rock

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

two: ruck

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main splattera
In a matter of I'm disrespectin your character
What's the matter ya ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? ruck is the choice
a hoe in the grapple hold just like royce gracie
My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say
Then down in they heart, they think that nigga ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill before I you up
I can a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? y'all niggaz do it the mic
Your by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect with the 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

rock

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

three: rock

Son I to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
rebellious yet a straight a student
I listened to my elders til I found out they was
What they told me had me and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' heat than acapulco
Ricans in call me rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make sing like k-ci and jojo
Packin ever mamma rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't need those doe, cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the nba, niggaz be that
So try me, like you can't get shit by me
you to e.r. son with broke ankles like allen ivey.. hehe
Hold that for a minute
And watch 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 and dough taken
Fuck batman and robin, I'm robbin a bat man
Chase like chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any sean
In alcatraz fan, tell you watch the jabbin

Chorus:

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

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