Luyện nghe bài hát Shut 'em Down

Shut 'em

Yo shut 'em down the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his found
Washed up on Island
I rolled up this niggas heart slowed up
That killa up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for his body smoked out
Cause when I fall y'all killas a me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Game play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be
try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a dead
Shoulda known when you was in the eyes a death
And I swore when I did this
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause God got a shit list

Beat anonymous
I spit like a shiny nanabus
fond of us
We the that rush, those that hold back
Takin' your stack
Grimy street
Niggas head like Kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You smoke that
Or cut black
Makin' whole fuckin' stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'll tear you
'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' mind
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
your spine
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to
I'm a the bullshit
my full clip

Shut 'em

Hey yo I bet you motherfuckin' double barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a case
Niggas you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up shit's
Cause your weak
How mich is your worth to someone important
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't want to get in
From back in the of Gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy Rikers Height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin' to the Earth so soon
makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, from the
there's no room
Fuck you know a pine box
Money goin' out with Glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with nine shots
Feel like killin' for crew
I ain't rest
It gonna take a whole lot to put up your
watch your loins spill out your vest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that

Mad man Sticky
The crazy cajun bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple
to be pahsin' Lord with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We shit dumb quick gun click
in the vine
Pursed the line on dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the Rottweiler my Glock
Fuck killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real throw your Roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the outside
I'm so hype, I take your life, betta my doe right
Fuck mics, I don't need no mic!

Shut 'em