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 [4x]
1:]
Yo shut 'em start the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling his body found
Washed up on coney
When I rolled up, this niggas heart up
That killa up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall y'all a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun it
Gmae play, gotta by the rules or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put inside your vest
Have you layin' a dead rest
known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness I did this
There was not no witness but he should
Cause even God got a shit
2:]
Beat downs
I spit a shiny silver nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold
Takin' your stack
street cats
Niggas bald like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could that
Or cut black
Makin' your whole fuckin' stove
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l you homey
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em
Shun sees takin' time
your mind
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, to worry
I'ma bury the
bury the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
Feel my full

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will his face
Be on the look out for a case
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up creek
Cause your shits
How is your life worth to someone important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
Niggas was gettin'
The guy from rikers stayed on his job
With his own 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 about a pine box
Money out with nine glocks
On top of that same nigga they pull with they nine shots
Feel killin' for your crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to flip vest
Then watch your lungs out your chest
You best get on some act your age
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get killed that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy blazin' bullets for days and days
amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We turn we shut 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We shit dumb quick gun click
in the vine
Persed the line on your
In the morgue it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
Fuck cocaine killer I gun powder
So all you real throw your roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I your life, betta have my doe right
Fuck my life, I need no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's shit
Bring me on
About to shut down the industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut down the rest of them