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 thugs and soldiers, fuck it even
Whether you hate us or you show us
No matter what you do money, stack your 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo throw hands 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

One: Method]

Yo, another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect mine my baby mother
I shine it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
that's dyin, I heard he went out his iron
And in the the slugs flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at
or hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked
Kid snatched his purse and his work, nuttin
but the shells on the turf, the worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they
cause it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a
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
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a 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 your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
Heads on lockdown and on the run
No what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the
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 shit I say
Then deep in they 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? Y'all niggaz do it the mic
your life by screwin, your wife now
with the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-Tical, Skeltah 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

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Rock]

Son I to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
Potentially yet a straight A student
I listened to my 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 Heat Acapulco
Ricans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el loco
Got a to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever Mamma Rock said 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, Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold 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 it's that'll get your 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, they'll tell you the jabbin

Rock]

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

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