Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot 2 Shot

I told ya'll mothafuckas I was back
(Oh shit)
now nigga, what now?
(What are you doin'?)

Proof, the projects,

One shot, two shot, shots, four shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off

gone I'm dropped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my gun
(Nigga, about your wife?)
Nigga fuck my wife, I'm tryin' ta run and save my muthafuckin'
Oh shit, the comin'

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin', people all over the floor
And I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. door
That's the of the glock
Even DJ fucked around and got shot
I done messed and forgot my tec
I see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

(Kuniva you awright)
These niggas is
(Where's at?)
I'm tryna slip through the and get to where my car is at
Bitches screamin' everywhere and niggas is
Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and

This chick is clingin' me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't to diss me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real and it's on and cats is gettin'
So I hugged her and used her as a human shield
And she got hit now yellin'
(Don't me)

I her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my
I ran and got my 38, I it's not too late

One shot, two shot, three shots, shots, all I hear is gunshots
is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, lickin' shots off

(I been tryna you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)
I'm on mile, what the fuck was that
Damn somebody hit me the back
(With car?)
With a gat and my tire flat
And I hit a pole, them niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)
I don't know but I can tell you what they
It was a Mitsubishi
(Shit, the clique we beefin' wit)
Man and I was on my way

Believe me I'm a caucus today
I'ma park my car and walk the of the way
I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even
I'ma meet you at the club, we fuck these hoes up

One shot, two shot, three shots, shots, all I hear is gunshots
This is the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off

I never no shit like this is my life before
People are still camped out from the before
outside the door waitin' in line
Still get inside the club to see D12 perform

The fire know, the venue's too small
are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd fans
And some from out the parkin' lot
Gets in an argument over a parkin'
Decides to pull his gun out and a few of 'em off

Missed who he's for six feet away's the door
Into St. Andrew's hall, now the strays all over the place
Sprays one bitch in the face, one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar a mazel tov
Bullet right by my ear damn near shot it off
God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where the is Von, he usually tucks one on him

a minute I think I just saw Bizarre
No, I guess not, the fuck, oh my God it was
I never saw him run so in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I think he his wife

There she is on the ground bein'
I go to grab her up by the damn but I can't pull her
Goddamn, there just went damn bullet, I'm hit
My vest is barely able to handle it, too thin
If I get hit again I can't do it, I deep
Follow Bizarre's ran through it

And made it to the door and collapsed on the steps
Looked up and I Swift shootin' it out
But I can't see who he's it out with
But right behind him squeezin' his four fifth

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I is gunshots
This is where the fun stops, drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, lickin' shots off

It's Friday night to this bitch, right
Big ass to my and Desert Eagle to my right
I come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Although I can't stay to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' niggas tonight

right bitches I'm drunk with revenge
Shot a in the neck for tryna check when I get in
Swift me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck that
Shot out the of his truck is up in this mothafucka

So one shot for the money, two's to stop the
Third's for the
(There's of shots to go)
(I just know who's drivin' a black Mitsubishi)
He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots, all I hear is
This is the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off