Luyện nghe bài hát Payback Iz a Bitch

Raw, raw, raw...retaliation is a must, nigga. the enemy suffer the
Muthafuckin' consequences. deadly{gunshots,
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...)
Payback is a bitch, and the is on the period, period. (killa...)

I'm thuggin off in my out in cleveland/ 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 said it "hello? "
Somebody starts breathin'/ not I hung up the phone/ niggas be playin'
Jokes, I payed it no mind/ it been just
My friends/ then I sat back and closed my eyes/ no more than 4 seconds,
It rung "hello?
And why in the fuck is you playin? " yelled out "you die!" before i
Could reply some nigga 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 thinkin' for sure that I'm gonna be dead/
Scared? oh yeah! so I turned and ran out
The backdoor instead/ them niggas was steadily whoever was dumpin',
They did want me in the red
Continued to fled; hit a couple of fences/ 'bout who could have did
This? retaliation; handle my business, kill 'em
As God as my witness/ I called up my niggas; they for war/ 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 these steel runnin' in your spot/ you smokin'
Hot/ gather troops, be your block
The stakes is high since '94/ got your g for ransom/ maybe unhand 'em
And let him go/ hell no, you
Chanced it/ it's not got smoked, only death threats on your boast/ 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 open eyes, and mesmerized, no signs
That's 50 mercenaries blood money can't afford/ jump out of new accords/
Deep run in; got two
A deadly ho, fate been chosen/ get eyes swollen/ I roll and dreams we're
Golden, and now your hood we
You tellin' lies/ you slippin' up at your mama's house/ should've took
You out, but I told my throw you out
Better thank your stars, relocate close to mars, and stop actin' hard/
You got more than you for

Bam
We leave 'em shell-shocked, 40 glocks and looks and pop shots. we verse
'em murda books police
'cause scared of heights. it's cowards versus niggas, been shook, didn't
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 'em, and when they jump
Yeah, we gon' unload 'em, and hit 'em wherever, they want it. we gon'
Make no one's alive or left to identify me
It ain't over you die.