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

[Verse One:

Yo, light another, and on this one my brother
Respect mine like my baby
I when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one
he kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
or hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked
Kid snatched his purse and his work, left
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 shine and a meal
So carry nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, that ass for dead nuff said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all
But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all
Bitin DOWN on the bullet now,
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this
on the edge nigga.. one time for fuckin-ass mind
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Two:

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin character
What's the matter ya niggaz ready for the massacre
I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the
You like the voice Ruck 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 deep down in heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
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 do it the mic ruin
your by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect with the motherfuckin grimy
Meth-Tical, Heltah for the Ninety-Now
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, fuck it even
Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for
No matter you do, stack your gunz 'n onez

[Verse Rock]

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, cute kid
rebellious yet a straight A student
I listened to my elders til I found out was stupid
What they me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo' Heat than Acapulco
Ricans in call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever since Rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't need doe, street cats don't need gats
Six-five, the NBA, many niggaz 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
hold thought for a minute
And watch your shorty I run up in it I admit it
I'm Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I'm Jamaican
But it's that'll get your jewelry and dough taken
FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm robbin a bat man
niggaz 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, fuck it players
Gods, Earths, and cons, and Bloods
No matter you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
Iz u wit me? Well your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even
M.F.C., Killa Beez and my thugs
Armaggedeon soon come, your gunz 'n onez

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