Luyện nghe bài hát Payback Iz a Bitch

Raw, raw, raw...retaliation is a must, nigga. the enemy must the
consequences. deadly{gunshots, ticking}
Yeah, I want all of muthafuckers dead. I don't wanna see one muthafucker
breathin'. kill all these muthafuckers.

Them be killas....
Payback is a bitch, and the is on the period, period. (bloody, bloody
Murder...)
is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period. (killa...)

I'm thuggin off in my house out in weeded, I'm sleepin', p.o.d.'ed/
off, but I was awakened by the
Telephone ringin'/ I picked it up "hello? " at first, would answer me, so
I it again "hello? "
Somebody starts breathin'/ not thinkin'; I hung up the phone/ niggas be
Jokes, I it no mind/ it could've been just
My fuckin' then I sat back and closed my eyes/ no more than 4 seconds,
It rung "hello?
And why in the is you playin? " somebody yelled out "you die!" before i
Could even reply some nigga jumped
the window buckin' a pistol/ I jumped out of the chair, grabbed the
Bullets on the way to the
Feelin' hot bullets fly over my head/ thinkin' for that I'm gonna be dead/
Scared? oh yeah! so I turned and ran out
The backdoor them niggas was steadily buckin'/ whoever was dumpin',
surely did want me in the red
Continued to fled; hit a couple of thinkin' 'bout who could have did
This? retaliation; I'll handle my business, 'em
As God as my witness/ I called up my niggas; they for war/ kill 'em's the
Way that we even the
If you did not come for war, in the fuck you come here for?

Bam
Five infrared dots, trail by steel toes runnin' in your spot/ you smokin'
Hot/ gather troops, destinations be your
The stakes is high since '94/ got your g for ransom/ maybe unhand 'em
And let him go/ no, you shouldn't've
Chanced it/ it's not essential/ got smoked, death threats on your boast/ so
it as a quote, get violent if you see me
Loc/ we deadly/ step, pay your sins, you'll die a thousand he's found
With eyes, and mesmerized, no vital signs
50 mercenaries that blood money can't afford/ jump out of new accords/
Deep run in; got two
A ho, fate been chosen/ get your eyes swollen/ I roll and dreams we're
Golden, and now your we controllin'
You tellin' caught you slippin' up at your mama's house/ should've took
You out, but I my homies throw you out
Better thank your stars, relocate anywhere close to mars, and stop actin'
You got than you bargained for

Bam
We leave 'em shell-shocked, 40 glocks and looks and pop shots. we verse
'em twice; murda books
'cause scared of heights. it's cowards versus niggas, shook, didn't recognize
The way body hangin' from a hook.
don't play.

Shit, dog, I done told 'em. erode 'em. ho ain't got no scrotum. slippin'
In a clip and reload 'em, and they jump
Yeah, we gon' unload 'em, and hit 'em wherever, they want it. we gon'
Make sure no one's alive or left to me
It over until you die.