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, it even players
Whether you us or you show us love
No matter what you do money, your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo throw hands 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 cryin for all the youth
That's dyin, I heard he went out his iron
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one
He kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at
Or badly hurt, it's all science, nigga merked
Kid snatched his purse and his work, nuttin
But the shells on the turf, the worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they
Cause it's real, not everyone can and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and a meal
So johnny nine in the steel, one in the head
For all them fuckheads, leave ass for dead nuff said
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin down on the now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
On the edge nigga.. one for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Chorus:

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

Verse ruck

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the brain splattera
In a of seconds I'm disrespectin your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't for the massacre
I'll be slappin niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? ruck is the lately
Slap a hoe in the grapple hold just like royce
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then deep down in they heart, they think nigga ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face the uppercut
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
Your by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-tical, heltah for the ninety-now
Remind me how, the way it used to be, yo you to be
Better than you is on the mic, but now you me

Chorus:

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

three: rock

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

rock

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

Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack gunz 'n onez
skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfucker
Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your 'n onez
ain't nobody safe motherfucker
Stack your 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, heltah
Stack your gunz 'n onez, your gunz 'n onez
shit