Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

That's my word, God, kick that shit, God
Kick that motherfuckin' 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 come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap
Perhaps, kid, it happen, start the flippin'
You fuckin' comic, who you
My nigga's laughing, blood bathin', the world's
In-famous crime-zanous to interfere would be
descent, stand clear, save your strength
You do the limp if you was coked up
By my Z'd up, whatever the fuck, who gives a 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 than a fraction when it's for action
Hit 'em while a man down, make nigga backspin
Trapped up, a madman
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily light my Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps have you relapsin'
You get the Mobb, deaf and assin'

We face splashin', dope fake's ice-pick
He leakin', he 'ternally bleedin' for speakin'
Outta place, get placed back indecent
Live at the event may I present
out loud for any squad that's deaf
My Infamous Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya
KO from dead arm rights 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 fuck

Infamous cartel, evidence
We scarred well, associated benevolent
Never hesitant, opposition get here with
shit that'll rip through one hundred layers of Kevlar
Sharp the jim star, exiled, son, he get sent far
He's the foulest, QBC gat the loudest
Below profile, style, thirsty prowest

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

But now you bucked own man, amateur ass
Homeboy take that ass to
But you cut in, a reality blast
You catch a D fuckin' with New York's finest
The conversation from outsiders
Dick riders, connivers bomb ya
We know survivors, push you off guard, got
We analysin', tell you up front 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 and leave him stiff
Toss me the fifth so I can the God with gift
Yo nigga Noyd, what's the topic? Yo, the topic is
Let me start the beginning at the top of the list
First of all them tight niggas with space-down shit

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

Sneak devy mischievous
'Knowledgin' the God behind the scene on some shit
The vultures, from their mouth but we can taste it
We just waitin' patience
Yo, dun, check the cross-examination 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 down
Lay the down, down, down, down