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 players
Whether you hate us or you 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 even
Crooks, willies, pimps, all my
No matter you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Method]

Yo, another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect like my baby mother
I when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
that's dyin, I heard he went out his iron
And in the mist the flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not 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 worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out skirts
cause it's real, not can rhyme 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 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 from a knotty dread, and live this
on the nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Rock]

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

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your
What's the matter ya niggaz ready for the massacre
be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice Ruck is the choice lately
a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then deep down in heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all should just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face the uppercut
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, your wife now
with the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-Tical, Skeltah for the Ninety-Now
Remind me how, the way it to be, yo you used to be
than 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, it even players
Whether you rap for a living or drugs for funds
No matter you do, stack your 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 told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' concealed than Acapulco
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 gunz was a
We don't need those doe, street cats don't gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many be that
So try me, like you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey..
hold thought for a minute
And your shorty before 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 and Robin, I'm robbin with a bat man
Chase niggaz like Chevy for wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Price
in Alcatraz fan, they'll tell you the jabbin

[Chorus:

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

stack gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Heltah Skeltah soon, be prepared motherfucker
stack your gunz 'n onez, your gunz 'n onez
Cause nobody safe motherfucker
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, Skeltah
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack gunz 'n onez
shit