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 and soldiers, fuck it even players
Whether you hate us or you show us
No matter you do money, stack your 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 you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Method]

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 went out clutchin his
And in the mist the 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, left
but the shells on the turf, the worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is out they skirts
cause real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can and make a meal
So Johnny nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But when my baby's 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 time for fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Rock]

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

[Verse Ruck]

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the brain splattera
In a of seconds I'm disrespectin your character
the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the with the calibre
You like the baby? 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 they heart, they think 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
the fuck? Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, your 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 hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
Whether you rap for a living or drugs for funds
No matter what you do, your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Three:

Son I to be a good 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 than
Ricans in call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs sing like K-Ci and
ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't need doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many be that
So try me, like Mutumbo you get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Ivey.. hehe
hold that for a minute
And watch your shorty before I run up in it I it
I'm like Sprite, got you shaken, thinkin I'm Jamaican
But it's that'll get your jewelry and dough taken
FUCK and Robin, I'm robbin with a bat man
Chase niggaz like Chevy for wack jams
Hit hard as a after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
in fan, they'll tell you watch the jabbin

Rock]

So iz u wit me? Well your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
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 players
M.F.C., Beez and my Outlaw thugs
soon come, stack your gunz 'n onez

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