Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
Shut 'em

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em [4x]
1:]
Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' sling back his body found
Washed up on island
When I rolled up, this niggas slowed up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the
Thirty-two and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for dead his smoked out
when I fall 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 or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five your vest
you layin' with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the a death
And I swore when I did this
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause even God got a shit
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit a shiny silver nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind rush, those that hold back
Takin' your whole
Grimy cats
Niggas head like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You smoke that
Or cut black
your whole fuckin' 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 nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
your spine
Got you from the flurry, time 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 blast his
Be on the look out for a basket
pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up creek
Cause your weak
How much is your life worth to important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
Niggas was robbed
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the earth so
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, from the
Till no room
Fuck you know about a box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they nine
Feel killin' for your crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to flip vest
Then watch lungs spill out your chest
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get killed that
[verse 4: sticky
Mad man sticky
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 gunnin' 'em down with a pound
We gonna shut 'em
We turn we shut 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn dumb quick gun click
Lyin' in the
Persed the on your 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 place
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, have my doe right
Fuck my life, I need no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's that
me on point
About to shut down the industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get down like the rest of them