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, it even players
Whether you hate us or you us love
No what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo your 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

Verse method

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

rock

Wu-tang are u wit me, well throw 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 gunz 'n onez

Verse two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be y'all niggaz 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 deep down in they heart, they think that nigga is crazy
Maybe, niggaz should just chill before I fuck you up
I can a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
Your by screwin, your wife now cruisin
with 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 throw hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
Whether you rap for a living or sell for funds
No matter what you do, stack gunz 'n onez

Verse rock

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little kid
rebellious yet a straight a student
I to my elders 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 than acapulco
Ricans in bushwick me rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make sing like k-ci and jojo
Packin ever since mamma rock gunz was a no-no
We don't those doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, the nba, many niggaz be that
So try me, like you can't get shit by me
Send you to e.r. son with ankles like allen ivey.. hehe
Hold thought for a minute
And watch your shorty 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 batman and robin, I'm robbin a bat man
Chase niggaz like chevy for makin jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any sean
In alcatraz fan, tell you watch the jabbin

rock

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 hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
M.f.c., killa beez and my thugs
Armaggedeon soon come, stack gunz 'n onez

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