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 hate us or you us love
No matter what you do money, your 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 what you do baby, stack gunz 'n onez

[Verse Method]

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my
Respect mine like my baby
I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black
that's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his
And in the mist the flyin, one burst
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 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 and make a meal
So Johnny carry in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, all peace
But when my gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin DOWN on the now, bloodshed
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

Rock]

Wu-Tang are u wit me, well your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it 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 main splattera
In a of seconds I'm disrespectin 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 the voice baby? Ruck is the choice lately
a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the I say lately
Then deep down in they heart, they think that Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all should just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? Y'all niggaz do it the mic
your life by screwin, your wife now
Affect the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-Tical, Heltah for the Ninety-Now
me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be
better you is on the mic, but now you losing me

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Rock]

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little kid
Potentially rebellious yet a straight A
I to my elders til I found out they was stupid
What they me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat than
Ricans in Bushwick 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 don't those doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, niggaz be that
So try me, like Mutumbo you can't get by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Ivey.. hehe
hold that for a minute
And watch your shorty before I run up in it I it
I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, I'm Jamaican
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 jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Price
in Alcatraz fan, they'll you watch the jabbin

Rock]

So iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No matter what you do money, stack your 'n onez
Iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
M.F.C., Killa and my Outlaw thugs
Armaggedeon come, stack your gunz 'n onez

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