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

One: Method]

Yo, light another, and elevate on one my brother
Respect mine like my baby
I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the youth
that's dyin, I heard he went out his iron
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one
he kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga
Kid snatched his 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 everyone can rhyme and get a
Not everyone can and make a meal
So Johnny carry in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff
be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin DOWN on the now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a dread, and live this life
on the edge nigga.. one time for fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

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

Two: Ruck]

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the with the calibre
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and grab a hoe just like ? ?
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
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 a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? Y'all niggaz do it the mic
your life by screwin, your 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
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, it even players
Whether you rap for a or sell drugs for funds
No matter you do, stack your gunz 'n onez

Three: 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 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 said gunz was a no-no
We don't need those doe, street cats need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, niggaz 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 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 and dough taken
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm robbin a bat man
niggaz like Chevy for makin wack 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 your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it players
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No matter you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me? Well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
M.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw
Armaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz 'n

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