Luyện nghe bài hát One Shot 2 Shot

I told ya'll I was comin' back
(Oh shit)
What now nigga, 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, bodies drop, hit the floor, off
Party stops, hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off

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

Bitches hollerin', runnin', people shot all over the floor
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 messed and forgot my tec
I see nobody but Fab Five and Hex

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

This chick is clingin' me sobbin' and sighin'
Sayin' she didn't mean to me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real and it's on and cats is killed
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 through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my 38, I hope it's not too

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

(I tryna call you all day, mothafucka, where you at?)
I'm on seven mile, what the was that
Damn somebody hit me from the
(With car?)
With a gat nigga and my tire
And I just hit a pole, them some hoes

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

Believe me I'm leavin' a 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
is where the fun stops, bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off
Party stops, everybody hit the door, somebody's shots off

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

The fire know, the venue's too small
People are wall to wall, thousand and some odd fans
And some cum-wad from out the lot
Gets in an argument a parkin' spot
to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off

Missed who he's aimin' for six away's the door
Into St. Andrew's hall, now the strays flyin' all the place
one bitch in the face, another one of 'em came through the wall
Before anyone could even 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
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta Denaun
And where the fuck is Von, he usually one on him

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

There she is on the ground trampled
I go to grab her up by the hand 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 do it, I scoop deep
Follow Bizarre's path ran it

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

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

Friday night came to this bitch, right
Big ass to my left and Desert Eagle to my
I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in 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 bouncer in the neck for tryna check I get in
told me to meet him here so it's clear that the schmuck that
Shot out the back of his truck is up in mothafucka

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

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