Luyện nghe bài hát Payback Iz a Bitch

Raw, raw, raw...retaliation is a must, nigga. the enemy suffer the
consequences. deadly{gunshots, ticking}
Yeah, I want all of these muthafuckers dead. I wanna see one muthafucker
breathin'. kill all these muthafuckers.

Them be killas....
is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period. (bloody, bloody
Murder...)
Payback is a bitch, and the 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, nobody answer me, so
I it again "hello? "
Somebody breathin'/ not thinkin'; I hung up the phone/ niggas be playin'
Jokes, I payed it no mind/ it could've been
My fuckin' then I sat back and closed my eyes/ no more than 4 seconds,
It rung "hello?
And why in the fuck is you " somebody yelled out "you die!" before i
Could even reply some jumped right
Throu the window a pistol/ I jumped out of the chair, grabbed the
on the way to the stairs
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 instead/ niggas was steadily buckin'/ whoever was dumpin',
They surely did me in the red
Continued to fled; hit a couple of fences/ thinkin' who could have did
retaliation; I'll handle my business, kill 'em
As God as my witness/ I called up my niggas; they ready for kill 'em's the
Way we even the score
If you did not come for war, what in the you come here for?

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

Bam
We 'em shell-shocked, 40 glocks and dirty looks and pop shots. we verse
'em twice; murda police
'cause scared of heights. it's cowards niggas, been shook, didn't recognize
The way your hangin' from a hook.
Thugline play.

Shit, dog, I done 'em. we'll 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, however they want it. we
sure no one's alive or left to identify me
It over until you die.