Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't nuttin' but a of man still standin'
I 50 in a cypher when 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 it's all
a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild

Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came
I'ma make you remember, where you my name 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 what come out, your mouth'll get you shot
Throwin' your money around and we don't play
Get in our line'll get you shot
(Nigga)

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

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

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

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

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

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

We know where you hang, we know you stay at
bullshit you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few clips that you play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down