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 don't see one muthafucker
breathin'. kill all these muthafuckers.

Them be killas....
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period. (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/
Dozed off, but I was by the
ringin'/ I picked it up "hello? " at first, nobody would answer me, so
I said it "hello? "
Somebody starts breathin'/ not thinkin'; I hung up the phone/ niggas be
Jokes, I payed it no mind/ it could've just
My fuckin' friends/ then I sat back and closed my eyes/ no than 4 seconds,
It rung "hello?
And why in the is you playin? " somebody yelled out "you die!" before i
even reply some nigga jumped right
Throu the buckin' 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 sure I'm gonna be dead/
Scared? oh yeah! so I turned and ran out
The instead/ them niggas was steadily buckin'/ whoever was dumpin',
They surely did me in the red
Continued to hit a couple of fences/ thinkin' 'bout who could have did
This? retaliation; handle my business, kill 'em
As God as my witness/ I called up my niggas; they ready for war/ kill the
Way that we even the
If you did not for war, what in the fuck you come here for?

Bam
Five infrared dots, trail by these steel toes runnin' in spot/ you smokin'
Hot/ troops, destinations be your block
The stakes is high since 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 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/ he's
With open eyes, and mesmerized, no signs
That's 50 that blood money can't afford/ jump out of new accords/
Deep run in; got two
A deadly ho, fate chosen/ get your eyes swollen/ I roll and dreams we're
Golden, and now your hood we
You tellin' lies/ caught you slippin' up at your mama's house/ took
You out, but I my homies throw you out
Better thank your stars, relocate close to mars, and stop actin' hard/
You got than you bargained for

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