Luyện nghe bài hát S.O.S.

Shoot 'em on sight, sight,
'em on sight, sight, sight
Shoot 'em on sight, sight,

Shoot 'em on sight, sight,
(Another mission)
'em on sight, sight, sight
(Street life)
Shoot 'em on sight, sight,
(Gun talk, sir I)

Yo, push me because I'm close to the edge
Livin' on this line, I know the ledge
Allegiance I pledge to my committee
Way above the law, we soar the inner

My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines
Shorties watchin', adoptin' my ways
In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats
Can't see the cage but can't the streets of rage

It's a shoot on sight fair, warfare
Arm yourself beware, tear
Through your flesh and bear, witness stand clear
Flash the Wu-sign to see if my is in here

PLO began this, bananas
Wu extravaganza, cops and guns
A S.O.S., prepare for the fest
suspect

Disconnect outfit, it's a dead-end street
I play for keeps
Shots through fleece, retreat
Delete you the crime spree

'em on sight, sight, sight
Shoot 'em on sight, sight,

you got beef with one time, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
When you on the front line, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
Niggas steal your sunshine, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)

When it time to do or die, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
For the five, oh brutalize, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
you try suicide, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)

Street chronicle, words by the abominal
honorable, rap quotable phenomenal
Seniority kid, I for the minority
Ghetto poverty, the housing authority

Not to be idolized, I with grand larceny
Money laundering, auto and armed robbery
Ninety-nine regimen, your resident
Street child, KillaHill pedestrian

Sucker for love-ass, niggas catch a
Slim-Fast from the gun blast burner, I
The S T R, double E T, own a E
Keep it closely, I off envy and foul energy

Your best friend's your worst
therapy until they bury me, it's do or die tonight
Shoot out a light, bleak life
Aim at your windpipe, tight

In the parking lot, in a dark spot
The specialist one shot been at the drop
Your Highness INS, darts your body
Feds got me on wit nuttin' yet to charge me

I strike quick, movin' on the night
Rollin' wit those who been the same
Where I come from the blast make ears go numb
no one 'cuz murderers range old to young

And death don't discriminate, to choose your
wit hypodermic sword wit the trey-eight
Gotta hold your weight, there's no escape from the
I'm livin' for now but tryin' to it to the am

Creepin' in the hallways, we on barrow
crept close to over cash flow
The neighborhood watch, the skunks in my got me rocked
But my eyes on the shot clock

When you got beef one time, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
you standin on the front line, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
Niggas steal your sunshine, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)

When it comes to do or die, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
For the five, oh brutalize, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
you try suicide, S.O.S.
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)
(Shoot 'em on sight, sight, sight)

Shoot 'em on sight, sight,
Shoot 'em on sight, sight,
'em on sight, sight, sight
Shoot 'em on