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

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

[Intro/Chorus:

Iz u wit me.. yo throw hands in the air!
All my and soldiers, fuck it even players
Whether you hate us or you show us
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n
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

[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 badly hurt, all science, another nigga merked
Kid snatched his and his work, left nuttin
but the shells on the turf, the worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is out they skirts
cause it's real, not can rhyme and get a deal
Not can shine and make a meal
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for 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 now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and this life
on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

Wu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, it even players
on lockdown and those on the run
No matter what you do money, stack 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 ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the baby? Ruck is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and grab a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the I say lately
Then deep down in they heart, think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill I fuck you up
I can snuff a nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? Y'all do it the mic ruin
your by screwin, your wife now cruisin
with the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the
Remind me how, the way it to be, yo you used to be
better than you is on the mic, but now you me

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Rock]

Son I to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
rebellious yet a straight A student
I listened to my elders til I found out was stupid
What they told me had me broke and bummy, for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat than
Ricans in call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever since Mamma Rock said was a no-no
We don't need those doe, street cats don't need
Six-five, from the NBA, many be that
So try me, Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles Allen Ivey.. hehe
that 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 Batman and Robin, I'm robbin a bat man
Chase like Chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Price
in fan, they'll tell you watch the jabbin

Rock]

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

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