Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men (Remix)

(Background starts)Hey, yo, Im the king of this muthafucka, I'm the king of Detroit You do what I say what I say nigga, yo dont say it we smoke this nigga 'Proof'
Fuck that you that nigga, right there, get that nigga!
Of Detroit, what up now fool, what up now nigga! (Background ends)

Many men, wish death P,
Its to survive in the 313.
I'm trying to be Im destined to be,
and niggas tryin to take my away.
I put a in a nigga for fuckin wit me,
He aint dollo face in 1E.
what you say when you talk about me,
'cause I and take your life away.
Many men, many many many men,
death upon me.
Dog I cry no more,
Don't to the sky no more.
Have on me.

Man these pussy niggas put on head,
gonna get refund, 'cause motha fucka I aint dead.
I'm the dozen in the dirt, that aint found.
The king of the 'D' (shit) that ain't been crowned.
When Im on, something special happens time.
Im the dopest, something Roy Jones in his prime.
I walk the planks of the jungle, got a problem fuck you.
Show you what my gun do, if u and unhumble.
Be for real, punk niggas, new to the beat.
Ask any playa in the 'D', new to the streets.
Ya'll aint from 7 mile, and aint wound.
Fuck a bone, when you hear *click* its a gun!

(chorus)
Many men, many many many men wish death upon me.
Dog I cry no more,
Don't to the sky no more.
Have on me.
mercy on my soal.
Somewhere my heart cold.
Have mercy on many men, many many many men,
wish upon me.

Now wouldnt be real, if it wasnt for no heart.
If wasnt 8 mile, there wouldnt be O Port.
gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard.
Murk you in afterlife, and see the god.
is for my niggas on the yo, doin there time.
The real murkers in Detroit, shine on the ground.
I heard that little hit, that u put in the hood.
But your shootifyougetshot aint do no good.
Im MG for shady, you can call me 'the Don'.
If you Micheal mothafucka, you die in the storm.
Can't switch sides hommie, let cash hommie.
Thought we was cool, why you me to die hommie?

(Chorus)

You know how many mothafuckas wanna hear your bone
PA 7 Mile, on May.
School craft LA and Bwick(note: I am sure this is not what he said!)
CCs AV. That's who 'P' wit.
The cops don't know much, I tuck my glock.
I got the from E-dog when Stuck got locked.
Aint spell it out for you muthafuckas on the grind.
Are you blind nigga, can't read the lines.
From Cameon, Shocka and G-low(note:once again I am sure its wrong)
man, First born, boxy and Dlow.
Now lets clear, Im here for a reason.
He do a a hit, I do a hit, see whos still breathin.

(Chorus Changes)
Friends,
I to this game, and this cocksucka come namin names.
So hommies that passed away.
Run up on him, point-blank and away.
Many friends, many many many friends,
That on me.
I should have my dog, poured out on the curb for ya'll.
R.I.P.

friends,
I to this game, and this cocksucka coome namin names.
So many that passed away.
Run up on him and blast away.
For Lewon, Click-click, and Snook, Don't care bout all them drugs he took.
Watch what you say when you talk about me, 'cause Im always gonna the 'D'
friends,
That on me.
I should have preserved my dogs, poured out on the curb for
R.I.P.