Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot' Em Up

Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Twelve gauges up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna it to you, oh yeah

off the job, ooh, now I gots ta let ya know
When you betta be rollin' with tha big shot guns
And we deep when we creep never sleepin' and we
Dead bodies on fools who wanna get enough
Now you know like that

These niggaz around, they don't know how to act, in fact
I'm at the track in tha back a couple of my cats in the hood
Smokin' weed and up to no
Red Dog in the trunk and we rollin' that
that bud on over yo thug

So me and tha of these thugs can marinate, marinate
We straight get high, so
That's how my mental, that's how my mental
It's like parlay like every day
Don't think on tha pimp, hatin'
But ya betta be pinnin' yo

I cuts in tha M-11, 357
Automatic weapons my shelf
niggaz wanna take my health
My check yo self
Tryin' to get in but they win
We took it to tha head a fifth of weed

Now we in a 500 we roll-roll
Drop tha top, lock tha locks, cock tha
'Bout ta hit this
Livin' like a on tha real who's stronga
I put on ya, all playaz gonnaz

Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo dem all
They fall, dey fall, buck-buck, oh
Niggaz be gettin' they pistols
And fuck with tha real
They with us when we puff bitch

Ooh, because we gonna put you up in yo trunk quick
Hey and 44 mag go and
Tha little nigga don't betta, 357 put that ass in a matter
Execution, I'll be shootin'
"Leavin' em off on ya raw"

Ya me 'cause you watch me
My you know you watchin' me now
bitch niggaz run up and try me
I'm flippin' up outta my shit with shit
To be you wonderin' redrum, bye-bye

And fo' we lit 'em up good
And you can still me where
You know East 99, dealers and po-po and St. Clair
back to the mo
And Cleveland Cleveland

You know we thuggin' and thievin'
There's who got beef, we got millions to make
A whole notha
For you see my niggaz we with nothin' to lose
And bitch if you try me mine plus

Bloody trying to get out of tha room
If I could just look up and see ya dyin'
Lyin' and flippin' my
you dig 'em quiet
The get past on tha right bang

tha way you get a man, get a man
Sneak up on him and you him
And he won't with you no more
You a party

With that weed up in ya body
chill
My niggaz they got me
High, oh, so, so

Come on, come on, be shy, let's get high
We got tha herb, if you some, want some
We got weed indeed, you some, need some
Oh
I know this just might crazy, but lately

Gotta roll my gun
'Cause tha they hate me
When they heard that nigga
Niggaz somehow someway get
Even if they that buck to tha bang

thing I got a gat
'Cause we rhyme rhymes
Had to thug out but it came in
Just two and if you give it to me
My gon' give it to you

So pull back, it's cool
Somebody's head gon' get
Bone, doin' ya best on
Hey, hey, hey, go and fix with yo
And get that buck
To tha bang, bang,

Nigga wanna roll with it's on
But nigga we cool, we
forget playa hataz gettin'
That to tha bang
All up in tha body, got 'em got 'em

We won't be
We might just be peepin' you all tha
I'm comin', I'm
And put on tha dolla man

Shoot 'em up always, St. breakin' you off
And you lossin', look to
Falsin', be coffins for all of ya offspring
Well, be coffins for all of ya offspring
For tha police on the
Creepin' up tha soldiers

Well, they betta be on of them St. Clair niggaz
Puttin' it together to the doja
Well, I know ya, see now you about yo shit you
Ready with a of bitches for you
and willing to do it to you, be my thang
That buck, to smoke Jane

See some of these niggaz say nigga was bullshit
With Bizzy maintain
Well, it be that coast homie
That where tha St. Clair niggaz sell dope on it
Police want to search you for nothin' but that
So on bitch bang
Feel it 'cause my trigga fingaz a bitch

Ho, I be 'em down with my click
I 'em all and still play
And rest my up when I'm fuckin' with y'all
Slangin' my to dem all
Niggaz mention little Bizzy, but it's all
I ball and I'm knowin' you knowin'

No snatching, no souls, no be showin'
as I'm flowin' already
Gave my niggas a fifth and we lit in a doorway
Clair, stickin' up tha
What did you think I'm
you are
What did you I'd bring you down?

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya playa we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you wanna roll
'Cause then we give it to you, gonna bring it to you, oh yeah

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Twelve gauges up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause then we give it to you, gonna bring it to you, oh yeah

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve bust up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause then we it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh yeah

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't roll
'Cause then we give it to you, gonna bring it to you, oh yeah