Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
Shut 'em

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em [4x]
1:]
Yo shut 'em down the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his body
up on coney island
When I rolled up, this niggas slowed up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for his body smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five your vest
Have you layin' a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the a death
And I swore forgiveness I did this
There was not no witness but he should
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit a shiny silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind that rush, that hold back
Takin' your stack
street cats
Niggas head like kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You smoke that
Or cut black
Makin' your whole stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, 'em down, shut 'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' your
Got this on the low
Defecatin' rhymes
your spine
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
I'ma bury the
Feel my full

[verse 3:
I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will blast 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
Cause your weak
How is your life worth to someone important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for is some shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of
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 makin' my go boom
To your own doom, from the
Till there's no
Fuck you know a pine box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same when they pull with they nine shots
Feel like for your crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to flip vest
Then watch your spill out your chest
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get like that
4: sticky fingaz]
Mad man sticky
The crazy cajun bullets for days and days
amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple hazin'
Hard to be lord with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We shit dumb quick gun click
in the vine
Persed the line on your
In the admit it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my glock
Fuck killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the outside
I'm so hype, I tkae life, betta have my doe right
Fuck my life, I don't no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's that
me on point
About to down the whole industry
nasty
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of