Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

Move on over, I told ya, boy
I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy
And you gon' get it in your brain
The wide open and the dog's off the chain

I be that yung'n that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin'
I be yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n
In the Bible I read, death is of the
And if you talk death enough death is gon' come

taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin'
say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy
If you ask me, say I'm what the hood made me

Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke Jay-Z
Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that me
See, I'm cool them Hatian mob niggaz
Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz

The media be to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that?
See my flick, to bring Papi and Cat
And Montana, I 'em with the grammar
I enhanced in the slammer after them hammers, whattup?
(Aight)

You don't live that, you say that
what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we where you stay at
That bullshit you get you shot down
Here's a few that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down

Aiyyo, fuck niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' wit?
Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol'
(What?)
Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all
All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my

Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man standin'
I remember 50 in a cypher Onyx was slammin'
(Aight)
Now, we meet again, it's all my nigga
Back to the street again, it's all hood my

Knock on my nigga, we both walk the dog
We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was
(Aight)
But once we got through the trials all smiles
'Til a big type nigga all of a sudden get

Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I from?
I'ma make you remember, where you know my from
(Yeah)
Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga

You don't live that, you say that
'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know you hang, we know where you stay at
That you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down

Yeah, word,
If head ain't offa your shoulders
You ain't get shot, you got nicked
(Just nicked)
'Cause if my chrome hit a piece of bone
It's gon' do more chip, nigga
(A lot than that)

Yea, what the is the problem?
The Porsche is red the buckets is
30 shot handguns the is starvin'
(Yeah)
Niggaz like me might your apartment
(Word)

Bloodstains'll up your carpet, brain on the window
I smell murder every time the wind blow
Tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone
I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't up
You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell

I'm the one that flood the
Better tap your man and let him P'll love to cut his
And is gettin' shot down, two guns up
Double R, S.P. holdin' D block

You don't that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot
Throwin' your around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we know where you at
That bullshit you on'll get you down
a few clips that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down