Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz 'N Onez (Iz U Wit Me)

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

[Intro/Chorus:

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

[Verse Method]

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my
Respect mine my baby mother
I shine it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one
he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was 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 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 make a
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
for all fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all
Bitin DOWN on the now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass
'cause-o, can you

Rock]

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

Two: Ruck]

Aiyyo the stamina, of the main brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ready for the massacre
I'll be y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? Ruck is the lately
Slap a hoe and then a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say
Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga 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 Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, your wife now
Affect with the motherfuckin grimy
Meth-Tical, Skeltah 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? throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, it even players
Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for
No matter what you do, your gunz 'n onez

Three: Rock]

Son I to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
Potentially yet a straight A student
I listened to my elders til I out they was stupid
What told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I mo' concealed 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 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
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles 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 thirst that'll get your and dough taken
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm 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 you watch the jabbin

Rock]

So iz u wit me? Well throw hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, it even players
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No what you do money, stack 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 and my Outlaw thugs
soon come, stack your gunz 'n onez

stack your gunz 'n onez, stack gunz 'n onez
Heltah Skeltah soon, be prepared motherfucker
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your 'n onez
Cause ain't safe motherfucker
stack your gunz 'n onez, your gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n
shit