Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo shut 'em down start the
We wilin' sling back his body found
Washed up on island
I rolled up, this niggas heart slowed up
That froze 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
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun it
Gmae play, play by the rules or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a rest
known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness when I did
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause even God got a shit
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a shiny nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind rush, those that hold back
Takin' your stack
street cats
Niggas bald head kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You could that
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em
sees takin' your time
Makin' mind
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to
I'ma bury the
bury the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
Feel my full

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' double will blast his face
Be on the out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get
Had you shits sweet
Now you up shit's
Cause your shits
How is your life worth to someone important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some you don't want to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
Niggas was gettin'
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, from the
Till there's no
Fuck you know about a box
Money goin' out with nine
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they nine
like killin' for your crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to flip your
Then your lungs spill out your chest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get killed that
4: sticky fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy blazin' bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn we shut 'em down
We turn shit quick gun click
in the vine
Persed the on your dick
In the morgue it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
Fuck cocaine I sniff gun powder
So all you willies throw your roleys in the sky
And all the rob the place outside
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, betta my doe right
my life, I don't need no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's that
Bring me on
About to down the whole industry
nasty
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut down the rest of them