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, fuck it players
you hate us or you show us love
No matter what you do money, stack your 'n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo throw 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 'n onez

One: Method]

Yo, light another, and elevate on one my brother
Respect mine like my mother
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 flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not he was touched at first
or badly hurt, it's all science, nigga merked
Kid his purse and his work, left nuttin
but the shells on the turf, the situation's
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they
cause real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not can shine and make a meal
So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the
for all them fuckheads, leave 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 now, bloodshed
I cop my herb a knotty dread, and live this life
on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass
'cause-o, can you

[Chorus:

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 peep the stamina, of the main brain
In a matter of seconds I'm your character
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 voice baby? is the choice lately
a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say
Then deep in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, y'all should just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the with the uppercut
the fuck? Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, your wife now
Affect with the motherfuckin style
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

[Chorus:

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

[Verse Three:

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little kid
Potentially 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, time for some new
Now, I hold mo' concealed than Acapulco
Ricans in Bushwick me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
We don't need those doe, cats don't need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be
So try me, Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold thought for a minute
And watch your shorty before I run up in it I 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 with a bat man
Chase niggaz like Chevy for wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean
in Alcatraz fan, tell you watch the jabbin

Rock]

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

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