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

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

[Intro/Chorus:

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

[Verse One:

Yo, another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect mine my baby mother
I shine when it rain, the sky's for all the black youth
that's dyin, I heard he out clutchin his iron
And in the mist the flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
or badly hurt, it's all science, another 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 comin out skirts
cause real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a
So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for nuff said
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a dread, and live this life
on the edge nigga.. one time for your 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 matter what you do money, your gunz 'n onez

Two: Ruck]

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of I'm disrespectin your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the
I'll be y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say
Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck in the face with the uppercut
What the Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
life by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect with the motherfuckin grimy
Meth-Tical, Skeltah 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 throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds
No matter what you do, stack gunz 'n onez

[Verse Three:

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little kid
Potentially yet a straight A student
I listened to my til I found out they was stupid
What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for new shit
Now, I hold mo' Heat 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 need gats
Six-five, the NBA, many niggaz be that
So try me, like Mutumbo you can't get by me
you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold thought for a minute
And your shorty before 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 your jewelry and 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 watch the

Rock]

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

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 nobody safe motherfucker
stack gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah
stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your 'n onez
Same