Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot' Em Up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
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
Twelve bust up in ya playa 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

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

These niggaz come around, they know how to act, in fact
I'm at the track in tha back a couple of my cats in the hood
Smokin' and up to no good
Red Dog in the and we rollin' that bank
Slang that bud on over yo

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

I cuts in tha M-11, 357
weapons from my shelf
These niggaz wanna my health
My wealth check yo
Tryin' to get in but couldn't win
We took it to tha head a fifth of weed

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

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

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

Ya plot me 'cause you me
My nigga you you watchin' me now
When bitch run up and try me
I'm flippin' up my shit with some shit
To be keepin' you wonderin' redrum,

And fo' sure we lit 'em up
And you can still find me
You know 99, drug dealers and po-po and St. Clair
Going to the mo
And it's Cleveland

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

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

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

With that weed goin' up in ya
Smokers
My niggaz got me sloppy
High, oh, so, so

on, come on, don't be shy, let's get high
We got tha herb, if you want some, want
We got weed indeed, you some, need some
Oh
I know this just might sound crazy, but

Gotta wit' my gun
'Cause tha they hate me
When they heard that bone
somehow someway get paid
Even if they that buck to tha bang

Good I got a gat
'Cause we rhyme tight
Had to out but it came in time
two times and if you give it to me
My thugs gon' it to you

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

Nigga wanna roll bone it's on
But nigga we cool, we
Don't forget playa hataz
That buck to tha
All up in tha body, got 'em got 'em

We won't be
We might just be you all tha time
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', that'll be coffins for all of ya
Well, that'll be for all of ya offspring
For tha police on the
Creepin' up because tha

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

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

Ho, I be puttin' 'em down with my
I stood 'em all and still
And rest my up when I'm fuckin' with y'all
my dogs to dem all
Niggaz mention little Bizzy, but all good
I ball and I'm knowin' you knowin'

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

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, '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 don't roll
'Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna it to you, oh yeah

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, 'em up, shoot '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 roll
'Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh

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