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

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

[Intro/Chorus:

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

[Verse One:

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my
Respect mine my baby mother
I shine when it rain, the cryin for all the black youth
that's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one
he the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first
or badly hurt, all science, another nigga merked
Kid snatched his and his work, left nuttin
but the shells on the turf, the situation's
A lot of ass niggaz is comin 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 them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, all peace
But my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin DOWN on the bullet now,
I cop my herb a knotty dread, and live this life
on the nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

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 your gunz 'n

Two: 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 y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the I say lately
Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, wife now cruisin
Affect with the motherfuckin 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 your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
Whether you rap for a living or sell for funds
No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n

[Verse Rock]

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, cute kid
Potentially rebellious yet a straight A
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 Heat Acapulco
Ricans in Bushwick me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
We need those doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, niggaz be that
So try me, like you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke like Allen Ivey.. hehe
that thought 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 thirst that'll get your jewelry and dough taken
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm with a bat man
niggaz like Chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
in Alcatraz fan, they'll you watch the jabbin

[Chorus:

So iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it 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, fuck it players
M.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw
Armaggedeon soon come, stack your 'n onez

stack your gunz 'n onez, your gunz 'n onez
Heltah Skeltah soon, be prepared motherfucker
your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Cause ain't nobody motherfucker
stack gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n
shit