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

[Verse One:

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my
Respect mine like my mother
I shine it rain, the sky's 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 kissed the dirt, not knowin he was at first
or hurt, it's 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 out they skirts
it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and a meal
So Johnny nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff
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 from a knotty dread, and live this
on the edge nigga.. one 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, it even players
Heads on and those on the run
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of I'm disrespectin your character
the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face the calibre
You like the baby? Ruck is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then 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 a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, wife now cruisin
Affect with the motherfuckin grimy
Meth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the
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? Well your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, it even players
Whether you rap for a or sell drugs for funds
No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n

Three: Rock]

Son I used to be a boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
Potentially rebellious yet a straight A
I listened to my elders til I found out was stupid
What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new
Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat Acapulco
in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever since Mamma Rock 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 can't get by me
Send you to E.R. son broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold that 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 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 dick a lapdance, ask any Sean 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, fuck it even
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No matter what you do money, stack gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, it even players
M.F.C., Killa and my Outlaw thugs
Armaggedeon soon come, stack your 'n onez

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