Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo shut 'em down the violence
We wilin' wilin' back his body found
Washed up on coney
When I rolled up, this niggas heart up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the
shots and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for his body smoked out
when I fall y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside vest
Have you with a dead rest
Shoulda when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness when I did
There was not no witness but he should
Cause even God got a list
2:]
Beat downs
I spit a shiny silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold
Takin' your whole
Grimy street
Niggas bald like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You smoke that
Or cut black
Makin' whole fuckin' stove crack
know me
1-3, one and only could be phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' your
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
Breakin' your
Got you from the flurry, time to worry
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
I'ma bury the
my full clip

[verse 3:
I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket
pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you shits sweet
Now you up shit's
your shits weak
How much is your life worth to someone
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it goin back to the earth so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, the graveyards
Till no room
you know about a pine box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same when they pull with they nine shots
like killin' for your crew
I ain't gon'
It don't take a lot to flip your vest
watch your lungs spill out your chest
You best get on some act your age
You a kid
That run for
More get killed like that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder
We gonna 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn we gonna '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
cocaine killer 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 your life, betta have my doe right
Fuck my life, I don't no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's that
me on point
About to shut down the whole
nasty
Dmx
We everything
So up, or you get shut down like the rest of them