Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

That's my word, God, kick that shit, God
Kick that motherfuckin' thug shit man, up, man
(What's up, son? 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)

come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap shit
Perhaps, kid, make it happen, the flippin'
You comic, who you kidding?
My nigga's laughing, bathin', the world's greatest
In-famous crime-zanous to interfere would be
Plane descent, stand clear, save your
You couldn't do the limp if you was up
By my Z'd up, whatever the fuck, who 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 a man down, make that nigga backspin
Trapped up, a [unverified]
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily light my Mac 10
Get imprisoned with dem raps they have you
You get castin' the Mobb, and assin'

We face splashin', fake's ice-pick stabbin'
He slow leakin', he bleedin' for speakin'
Outta place, niggas get back indecent
Live at the main may I present
Screamin' out loud for any squad deaf
My Infamous Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya
It's KO dead arm rights and hard lefts
Another consumer who got blessed
Single out ya army til' 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, team benevolent
Never hesitant, get settled here with
Sharp 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 bust the
Below profile, peep style, thirsty

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

But now you bucked your own man, ass
Homeboy take that ass to
But you cut in, a reality blast
You catch a D minus with New York's finest
The conversation them outsiders
riders, connivers bomb ya camp
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 fuck

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

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

Sneak niggas mischievous
the God behind the scene on some snake shit
The vultures, water their mouth but we can taste it
We waitin' with patience
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,