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

[Verse One:

Yo, light another, and on this 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 slugs flyin, one
he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was at first
or badly hurt, it's all science, another merked
Kid his purse and his work, left nuttin
but the on the turf, the situation's worse
A lot of bitch ass is comin out they skirts
cause it's real, not 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 nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all
DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live life
on the nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Rock]

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

[Verse Ruck]

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then grab a hoe just ? ?
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 niggaz 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 by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect 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 you is on the mic, but now you losing me

[Chorus:

So iz u wit me? Well throw hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
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 good boy, fat cheeks, cute kid
Potentially rebellious yet a A student
I listened to my elders til I out they was stupid
What they told me had me broke and bummy, for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' Heat than Acapulco
Ricans in Bushwick me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs sing like and JoJo
Packin ever since Mamma Rock gunz was a no-no
We don't need doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be
So try me, Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Ivey.. hehe
hold thought 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 your jewelry and dough
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm with a bat man
Chase niggaz Chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean
in Alcatraz fan, they'll tell you watch the

Rock]

So iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No matter what you do money, stack your '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, stack gunz 'n onez

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