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 players
you hate 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 what you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez

Verse one:

Yo, light another, and on this one my brother
Respect mine like my mother
I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black
dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
And in the the slugs flyin, one burst
He kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at
Or badly hurt, it's all science, nigga merked
Kid snatched his and his work, left nuttin
But the shells on the turf, the situation's
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is out they skirts
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 that ass for dead nuff
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
On the edge nigga.. one time for your mind
'cause-o, can you

rock

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

Verse two:

peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera
In a of seconds I'm disrespectin your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the
I'll be slappin y'all in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe in the grapple hold just like 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 just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the with the uppercut
What the y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
Your life by screwin, your now cruisin
Affect with the grimy style
Meth-tical, heltah for the ninety-now
me how, the way it used 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 your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
Whether you rap for a living or drugs for funds
No what you do, stack your gunz 'n onez

Verse three:

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

Chorus:

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

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