Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

That's my word, God, that thug shit, God
Kick that thug shit 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)
Look who we here, yo
(Up in the sky, sky)

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

The clash of the cliques, the o' the iron mac
Spit and leave ya
be missin' much more than a fraction when it's time for action
Hit 'em while a man down, make nigga backspin
Trapped up, a [unverified]
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily my gold Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps they have you
You get castin' the Mobb, and assin'

We face splashin', dope fake's ice-pick
He leakin', he 'ternally bleedin' for speakin'
place, niggas 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 and hard lefts
Another satisfied who got blessed
Single out ya 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, evidence
We scarred well, associated benevolent
Never hesitant, opposition get settled with
shit that'll rip through one hundred layers of Kevlar
Sharp like the jim star, exiled, son, he get far
the foulest, QBC gat bust the loudest
Below profile, peep style, thirsty

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

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

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

Check it out, dun, them niggas ones
To be off the top and shit, I'm tired of shit
Dun, I'm about to dot the bitch and leave him
Toss me the fifth so I can bless the God gift
Yo nigga Noyd, what's the Yo, the topic is this
Let me start from the beginning at the top of the
First of all them tight niggas with that shit

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

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