Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This makes me just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
You roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie
There a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I love a hoe
Apple wasn't so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, the back and let your money grow
them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side nigga yeah thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then theres than one gun
Five straight soldier that tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another niggas
We all know friendships turn sour when you it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my like I don't know them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm gettin'
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it
Came the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to question me, run up in my hotel
They said there wasn't shootin', but they found no
New York City, Hell they throwin' under jails
I got love for them and I ain't from there
Now bust a for them boys on the block
I can feel your nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
somethin' bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and a nigga lay down
See every we round' ya hear some shots go off
And get there chains snatched when they try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep my life with a pistol in my palm
And a full of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga I'll let ya have it
the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird ass
Front and I'll put ya brains on that curbed fence
I a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I play bitch
like I'm militant back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin'
You fuck around I'll your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read mind
It's crystal clear you should when that gat bust
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that Hurst
We go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam
your body all banged up, you made a mistake man
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)