Luyện nghe bài hát Shut 'em Down

Shut 'em

Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling his body found
Washed up on Island
When I rolled up niggas heart slowed up
That froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause I fall y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, it, got the gun bust it
Game play, gotta play by the or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your
Have you layin' with a rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the a death
And I swore forgiveness when I did
There was not no but he should understand
Cause even God got a list

downs anonymous
I spit like a silver nanabus
fond of us
We the that rush, those that hold back
Takin' your stack
Grimy street
Niggas bald head like
Go gat for gat
that
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole fuckin' stove
know me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any
I'll you homey
'em down
Shun sees takin' your
Makin' mind
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' rhymes
Breakin' spine
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
I'm a the bullshit
Feel my clip

Shut 'em

Hey yo I bet you this motherfuckin' double barrel will his face
Be on the out for a basket case
pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up creek
your shits weak
How mich is your life worth to important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't want to get in
back in the days of Gordon
Niggas was robbed
The guy Rikers Height stayed on his job
With his own mob
Was it worth goin' to the Earth so soon
Worth my shit go boom
To own doom, from the graveyards
there's no room
Fuck you know about a box
Money goin' out nine Glocks
On top of that same nigga they pull with they nine shots
Feel killin' for your crew
I ain't gon'
It gonna a whole lot to put up your best
Then your loins spill out your vest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get like that

Mad man F-I-N-G-A-Z
The crazy cajun bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em
We turn dumb quick gun click
in the vine
Pursed the line on dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the my Glock holler
Fuck cocaine I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies your Roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the outside
I'm so hype, I your life, betta have my doe right
Fuck five mics, I don't no mic!

'em down