Luyện nghe bài hát Get Shot Down

DMX Errrrrrrrrrrr......Uhr..Uhr

50

and over, i done told ya boy
im a G-Unit motherfuckin boy
now u gon get it in yo brain
the gates open and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n the gun thats tellin ya stop frontin
I be that young'n on the run, i pop sumthin
In the Bible i read, is of the tongue,
If u talk about death, death is go oncoming,
jay taught me how to flow, him in the head,
randy's ass was there, now runnin scared,
sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy,
if u ask me, i say im wut the made me,
now i could stunt til my ass broke like JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any head that play me,
see im cool with the mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wit that
see my flick, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i em with the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma after them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you dont live that, then u say that
'cause wut come out yo get u SHOT DOWN
handin money around, and we dont play that, gettin outta line'll get u DOWN,
keep on playa hatin, we kno where u at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin
R, G-UNIT!The same old shit,
Put the in the ring, watch em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, suck my
Aint nothin but a handful of still standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, onyx was still slammin
now we meet again, its all good my
to the street again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on my nigga, we both walked the dog
we get to where we at by luck, shit was hard,
but we got thru the trials, its all smiles
til a bitch type nigga all of a get wild
now why u gots to go and take me back the way i from?
MAKE you remember, where u my name from,
45th BLAH BLAH ave.
I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga

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(Styles P)
If ya aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my hit a piece of ur bone,
its do more than chip, nigga,
yea wut the fuck is the
the is red, the buckets is armed
30 shot handguns, the is starvin
niggas like me might rush ur
stains'll fuck up ur carpet
brain on the
i murder everytime that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone
i dont want the to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can have the jail or the ground, u in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll love the
and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP D-Block down

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