Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

That's my word, God, kick that shit, God
Kick that motherfuckin' thug man, word up, man
(What's up, What's up?)
up, get go
(No doubt, nigga)
Money no represent,
(All the time, baby)

No
(YouknowI'msayin'?)
Who we got here,
(Shine, baby, shine)
(Look)
who we have here, yo
(Up in the sky, sky)

Here the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap shit
Perhaps, kid, it happen, start the flippin'
You fuckin' comic, who you
My nigga's laughing, bathin', the world's greatest
crime-zanous to interfere would be dangerous
Plane descent, stand clear, save strength
You couldn't do the if you was coked up
By my Z'd up, the fuck, who gives a fuck? You get fucked
My coalition in collision

The of the cliques, the duel o' the iron mac
Spit and leave ya
You'll be missin' much more a fraction when it's time for action
Hit 'em while a man down, that nigga backspin
up, a [unverified] madman
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily light my Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps have you relapsin'
You get castin' the Mobb, deaf and

We face splashin', dope fake's stabbin'
He slow leakin', he 'ternally bleedin' for
Outta place, get placed back indecent
Live at the event may I present
Screamin' out for any squad that's deaf
My Infamous Mobb, ya throb, hold ya breath
It's KO from dead arm rights and hard
Another satisfied who got blessed
out ya army til' there's no man left

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the down

Infamous cartel, visible
We well, associated team benevolent
hesitant, opposition get settled here with
Sharp shit that'll rip through one hundred of Kevlar
like the jim star, exiled, son, he get sent far
He's the foulest, QBC gat the loudest
Below profile, peep style, thirsty

Catchin' court cases, pay for your aid
Son, that's money wasted, I ain't got time for
Invest third place on my sold rap
On the scrap from the ignorant
It'll be dead in a few, like that
bust his gat right
(Yo, what?)

But now you bucked own man, amateur ass
Homeboy take ass to class
But you cut in, duckin' a reality
You catch a D fuckin' with New York's finest
The conversation from them
Dick riders, connivers ya camp
We know survivors, push you off guard, got
We analysin', you up front ain't no surprises
We take you down first 'round, ya man pound

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the down

it out, dun, them niggas ain't ones
To be blowin' off the top and shit, I'm tired of
Dun, I'm about to dot the bitch and him stiff
Toss me the fifth so I can bless the God gift
Yo nigga Noyd, what's the topic? Yo, the is this
Let me start from the at the top of the list
First of all them tight niggas with that shit

I stick a rocket up in ass and give 'em a lift
My Mobb is tonic, intoxicant, bee-swee
Morphine raps, you get dope inner mind-see
Shit fienin', now get your fix you need it
Fuckin' up intravenous, the Infamous Mobb top secret
The only way you weakin' is if you beakin'

Sneak devy niggas
the God behind the scene on some snake shit
The vultures, water from their mouth but we can it
We just with patience
Yo, dun, the cross-examination these niggas fakin'
So you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the
Or you can the Mac for the fagot, ai
'em up, fuck 'em up

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck
Lay the fuck down, down, down,