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

One: Method]

Yo, another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect mine like my mother
I shine when it rain, the cryin for all the black youth
dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
And in the the slugs flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga
Kid snatched his purse and his work, nuttin
but the on the turf, the situation's worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out skirts
cause it's real, not can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and a meal
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave ass for dead nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But when my baby's get fed, I'm all teeth
DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb a knotty dread, and live this 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 even
on lockdown and those on the run
No what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Ruck]

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your
What's the matter ya ain't ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all 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 shit I say
Then deep down in they heart, they think that Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all niggaz should chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the with the uppercut
What the fuck? niggaz do it the mic ruin
life by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect with the grimy style
Meth-Tical, Heltah for the Ninety-Now
Remind me how, the way it to be, yo you used to be
than you is on the mic, but now you losing me

[Chorus:

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

Three: 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 out they was stupid
What they told me had me and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat than
Ricans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano
Got a fo'-fo' to make sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't those doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many be that
So try me, like Mutumbo you can't get by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey..
hold that for a minute
And watch your shorty I run up in it I admit it
I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I'm
But it's thirst that'll get your jewelry and dough
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm robbin a bat man
Chase niggaz like Chevy for makin wack
Hit hard as a dick a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
in Alcatraz fan, they'll you watch the jabbin

[Chorus:

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

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