Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot 2 Shot

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

Proof, the projects,

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
stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

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

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin', people shot all over the
And I'm tryin' ta make it to the St. door
That's the sound of the
Even DJ House fucked around and got
I done around and forgot my tec
I don't see nobody but Fab and Hex

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

This chick is clingin' me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't mean to diss me and she cryin'
But it's real and it's on and is gettin' killed
So I hugged her and her body 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 my escape
I ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too

One shot, two shot, shots, four 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, lickin' shots off

(I been tryna call you all day, mothafucka, 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 just hit a pole, niggas some hoes

(Is you hit?)
I know but I can tell you what they drove
It was a black
(Shit, that's the we beefin' wit)
Man and I was on my way

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

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

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

The fire marshalls know, the too small
People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd
And some cum-wad from out the lot
Gets in an argument a parkin' spot
Decides to his gun out and let's 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, another one of 'em came the wall
anyone could even hear the first shot go off

I'm posted up at the bar havin' a tov
Bullet wizzed by my ear damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I find Denaun
And the fuck 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 saw him run so fast in my life
Look at him haulin' ass, I he left his wife

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

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

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

It's night came to this bitch, right
Big ass to my left and Eagle to my right
I ain't in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
I can't stay here to fight 'cuz I'm poppin' niggas tonight

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

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

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