Luyện nghe bài hát Shady Records Mob Squad

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

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

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

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

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

We gon' bring it to anybody who 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 much
movin in my to lose
my shoes'll explode as soon as you go to 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 and gloves
consider this as a warning, comes
faster than you can react to it, just ask
we are fizzast, fuck your bitch as up
We are not killas, my vato have you shot though
drag the little body on fuck kim osario's
sorry-o ass, go ask B-Real
We Source coovers like fuckin Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties you was in diapers still
Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i smoke, but i toke
enough second hand to make my P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you la vida a loc?
i'm a psyhco, mariah got shit on me
when i retire be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her

you had your cap peeled back? or your shit pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you 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 that i'm loco
I lack every sane in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for nuts
and you can get each one for free so up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E
for easter, come

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

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

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

Niggas what i'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn 'cause i have to
You can run own mouth, i don't care
If you get too close i'm gon' you
it's too real out here, to be
A nigga gon' 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...

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

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

We gon' bring it to who want it
you want it? you get it
Man when we hit 'em
'em up and spit 'em out
too much
and if you wit em
we fuck you up wit 'em
i got too much
in my direction to lose
my shoes'll explode as as you go to step in 'em *BOOM!*
You know how we do it we do how we do it
and we through, g-unit d one two (D12) and Obie we all move
assasins, ski masks and gloves
consider this as a warning, disaster
faster you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck little bitch as up
We are not killas, my vato have you shot though
drag the little body on fuck kim osario's
little sorry-o ass, go ask
We burn Source coovers like Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties when you was in diapers
Shady Records, you believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i don't smoke, but i
enough second hand to make my P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la a loc?
i'm a psyhco, mariah got shit on me
when i i'll be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her

you ever had your cap peeled back? or your shit 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 a man like Sin-dog
Nobody told you i'm loco esse?
I lack every chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and it is for dees
and you can get each one for so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm a E party
for easter, please

50
We gon' bring it to anybody who it
you want it? you get it
your name up over him, him up
and him out
too venom
and if you roll wit' him we fuck you up wit' him
you can do all them push ups to up ya chest
i got a 12 gauge to pump up ya chest
have you gaspin for air that shell hit ya vest
fear me like you fear God 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 before it ends the bad guy dies
if you tryin' to buy from the nigga that look to
so what they got on 'em they still look new
you can raise voice like you finna touch somethin'
when i raise my knife, shit i'm finna cut
they say i walk Ron O'neil and talk like obie (obie trice)
if the bitch think i love her, well then the bitch know me
haha, KIM (eminem's ex wife)