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 what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo your hands in the air!
All my thugs and soldiers, 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 mother
I shine when it rain, the cryin for all the black youth
that's dyin, I he went out clutchin his iron
And in the the slugs flyin, one burst
he the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first
or badly hurt, all science, another nigga 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 it's real, not everyone can and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a
So Johnny nine in the steel, one in the head
for all fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, all peace
But my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
Bitin DOWN on the bullet now,
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
on the edge nigga.. one for your fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

Rock]

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

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo the stamina, of the main brain splattera
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the
I'll be slappin y'all in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then grab a hoe like ? ?
My pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the
What the fuck? 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 than you is on the mic, but now you me

Rock]

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

[Verse Rock]

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 they was
What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new
Now, I hold mo' concealed than Acapulco
Ricans in call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever since Mamma Rock gunz was a no-no
We need those 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 Allen Ivey..
that thought for a minute
And watch shorty before I run up in it I admit it
I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, 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 Chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Price
in Alcatraz fan, tell you watch the jabbin

Rock]

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

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