Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Ya

Gun violence the life of an African-American man every five hours. It's the leading cause of death for black men under the age of 35

Who shot ya? Separate the weak the obsolete
to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on nigga, all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down cheek
Your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch
Thundering, the concrete
Finish it, when I foil the plot
Neighbors the cops, when they heard mad shots

Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?

Saw me in the drop, three and a
Slaughter, electrical tape around daughter
Old school/new school need to though
I burn, baby, burn "Disco Inferno"
I burn slow like and yayo
Peel more skins than Potato
Niggas know: the lyrical molesting's taking
Fucking with me. it ain't
I your skin chafe, rashes on them asses
Bumps and bruises, and Land Cruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash
Niggas mad because I know cash
Everything around me, two 9s
Any motherfucker whispering mine
And I'm Brooklyn's
on, tell me

Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?

I seen the lights excite all the
Stack mad chips, spread love with my
Niggas wanna creep, gotta watch my
Think the and indo sack make me slack?
I all that, cocksucker G's up
One move, get Swiss cheesed up
Clip to TEC, I demand it
and break the 11th Commandment

Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?
Who ya?