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

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

[Intro/Chorus:

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

One: Method]

Yo, light another, and elevate on one my brother
Respect like 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 knowin he was at first
or badly hurt, 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 real, not everyone 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 ass for dead nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
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 life
on the edge nigga.. one for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo the stamina, of the main brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
What's the ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the baby? Ruck is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and grab a hoe just like ? ?
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then deep in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the
What the Y'all 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
me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be
better you is on the mic, but now you losing 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 drugs for
No matter what you do, stack gunz 'n onez

Three: Rock]

Son I used to be a boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
rebellious yet a straight A student
I listened to my elders til I out they was stupid
they 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 K-Ci and
Packin ever since Mamma Rock said 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, Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold that for a minute
And watch your shorty I run up in it I admit it
I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, I'm Jamaican
But it's thirst that'll get 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 after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
in Alcatraz fan, tell you watch the jabbin

Rock]

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

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