Luyện nghe bài hát Shady Records Mob Squad

S-S-Shady Records, you believe the HYPE is real...

'Yeah! Yeah! You wit the talk of New York Tony yayo Shady aftermath with the Soul Assasins.

Niggas know what i'm about out
I toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to
You can run your own mouth, i don't
If you get too close i'm gon' you
it's too out here, to be scared
A real nigga do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should
it aint considered a crim unless catch you
We all die 1 day...

Trice:
Niggas, when i step up in the bar, wanna look
Like you muthafuckas got Obie Trice
Like i'ma here as a man
and let some funny lookin nigga get the upper hand
I got issues... got no
Got guns more niggas moms
Shoot up clubs and niggas rides
Everybody runnin' for they lives
Tough niggas? we leave early
Cock back shirley, up ya fade
your gray brain needs motor city
Your nervous system still twitch on days;
ho's and ?'s get merked
don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't
don't ever let a nigga tell you 'play the hard'
Trust in God 'cause you's to have a bullet scar
I give a where you from, who you be with
this a secret, right by the nuts
a .45 that'll lite up
and this .45 high make me not give a

Lloyd
But as as i'm here i'm gon' grab checks
And my cash stretch longer than giraffe necks
make ya ass bet
My words niggas in jail, make them wanna finish they last bet
They say you by the gun, you die by the next nigga gun
if the case, then get a bigger one
You dont think i the 'bump' 'cause i'm out the hood
a stereotype, like everybody that's black can jump
i'm in a white mink, the fabric is
got like Mike, Bird, Magic and them
I'm out in dallas in a palace the Mavericks is from
Living lavish i'm established the cabbage'll come
I'm in the clouds, you see me on a train
I travel class, you aint ever got a TV on your plane
ssh, be easy on my
'cause i goin bank n forth
your boss and ya captains's

We gon' it to anybody who want it
you want it? you get it
Man when we hit 'em
'em up and spit 'em out
too venom
and if you wit em
we fuck you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
movin in my direction to
my explode as soon as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You know how we do it we do how we do it
and we come through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all
like assasins, ski masks and
this as a warning, disaster comes
faster you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck little bitch as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you shot
drag the little on fuck like kim osario's
little ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source like fuckin Cyrpress Hill
in the Ninties when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is
is no joke, i don't smoke, but i toke
enough second hand to my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. you're wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a
i'm a psyhco, mariah got shit on me
when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her

you ever had your cap peeled back? or your pushed in?
I'll put my in you like a fuckin pin cushin
slice your ear off, Schmirnoff and Hen dawg (hennessy)
I'll show you how to fuckin kill a man like
Nobody told you i'm loco esse?
I lack every sane in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for dees
and you can get one for free so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E
for easter, come

50
We gon' bring it to anybody who it
you want it? you get it
your name up him, chew him up
and him out
too much
and if you roll wit' him we gon' you up wit' him
you can do all them push ups to up ya chest
i got a 12 Marksberg to pump up ya chest
have you for air after that shell hit ya vest
fear me like you God 'cause i bring death
silver back gorilla in the jungle
i'm the around, you know how i get down
i watch gangsta flicks and for the bad guy
turn it off it ends because the bad guy dies
if you tryin' to buy guns from the nigga that to
so what they got on 'em they still look new
you can raise your voice like you finna somethin'
when i my knife, shit i'm finna cut somethin
say i walk like Ron O'neil and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the bitch think i love her, then the bitch don't know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)

S-S-Shady Records, you better the HYPE is real...

'Yeah! Yeah! to Soul Assasins! DJ MUGZ... Alchemist...

Niggas what i'm about out here
I don't toot my own 'cause i don't have to
You can run your own mouth, i care
If you get too close i'm gon' you
too real out here, to be scared
A nigga gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should
it aint considered a crim unless they you
We all die 1 day...

Trice:
Niggas, when i step up in the bar, wanna look
Like you muthafuckas got Obie shook
Like i'ma here as a man
and let some queer-ass funny lookin get the upper hand
I got issues... got no
Got guns more niggas moms
Shoot up clubs and destroy rides
Everybody runnin' for they muthafuckin
Tough niggas? we leave early
Cock back shirley, up ya fade
your gray needs motor city paid
Your nervous still twitch on days; these
and animals ?'s get merked
don't ever let a nigga you slugs don't hurt
don't ever let a nigga tell you 'play the ball
Trust in God 'cause you's about to have a scar
I give a fuck where you from, who you be
Keep a secret, right by the nuts
a .45 lite niggas up
and this .45 make me not give a fuck

Lloyd
But as as i'm here i'm gon' grab checks
And make my stretch longer than giraffe necks
Poverty'll ya ass bet
My words touch niggas in jail, make them wanna finish last bet
They say you by the gun, you die by the next nigga gun
if the case, then get a bigger one
You dont think i pack the 'bump' 'cause i'm out the
that's a stereotype, like everybody that's can jump
i'm in a white mink, the fabric is
got rings like Mike, Bird, and them
I'm out in dallas in a palace where the Mavericks is
Living lavish i'm established 'til the come
I'm in the clouds, you see me on a train
I travel first class, you aint ever got a TV on plane
ssh, be easy on my
i aint goin bank n forth
your and ya captains's soft

We gon' it to anybody who want it
you it? you gon' get it
Man we gon' hit 'em
chew 'em up and 'em out
too much
and if you wit em
we fuck you up wit 'em
i got too momentum
movin in my direction to
my shoes'll as soon as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You how we do it when we do how we do it
and we through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all move
like assasins, ski masks and
consider this as a warning, comes
than you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck your little as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you shot
drag the little body on fuck like kim
little ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source coovers fuckin Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties when you was in still
Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i smoke, but i toke
enough second to make my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a
i'm a psyhco, mariah got shit on me
when i retire be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on her

you ever had your cap peeled back? or your pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you a fuckin pin cushin
slice your ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen (hennessy)
I'll show you how to fuckin kill a man Sin-dog
Nobody told you i'm loco esse?
I every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for dees
and you can get one for free so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E
for easter, come

50
We gon' it to anybody who want it
you it? you gon' get it
your up over him, chew him up
and him out
too venom
and if you roll wit' him we gon' fuck you up him
you can do all push ups to pump up ya chest
i got a 12 gauge Marksberg to pump up ya
you gaspin for air after that shell hit ya vest
fear me like you fear God i bring death
back gorilla in the concrete jungle
i'm the around, you know how i get down
i watch flicks and root for the bad guy
turn it off it ends because the bad guy dies
if you to buy guns from the nigga that look to
so what they got bodies on 'em still look new
you can your voice like you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, shit i'm cut somethin
they say i like Ron O'neil and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the bitch think i love her, well the bitch don't know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)