Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
south side nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em [4x]
1:]
Yo shut 'em down start the
We wilin' sling back his body found
up on coney island
When I rolled up, this niggas heart up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up out with the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for dead his body out
Cause when I fall y'all killas a me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be
Don't try to test, your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you with a dead rest
known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I forgiveness when I did this
There was not no witness but he should
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the that rush, those that hold back
your whole stack
Grimy cats
Niggas bald head kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' whole fuckin' stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l you homey
'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shun sees your time
Makin' mind
Got this on the low
Defecatin' with
Breakin' spine
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
I'ma the bullshit
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
Feel my full

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel blast his face
Be on the out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to you get beat
Had you thinkin' sweet
Now you up shit's
Cause shits weak
How is your life worth to someone important
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you want to get caught in
From in the days of gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy from height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the so soon
Worth my shit go boom
To own doom, from the graveyards
Till there's no
Fuck you about a pine box
goin' out with nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull they nine shots
Feel like killin' for your
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to your vest
Then watch your lungs spill out your
You best get on some act age shit
You a kid
That run for
More niggas get like 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 with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn shit dumb gun click
Lyin' in the
Persed the line on dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
Fuck cocaine killer I sniff gun
So all you real willies your roleys in the sky
And all the rob the place outside
I'm so hype, I your life, betta have my doe right
Fuck my life, I need no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's shit
me on point
About to down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down the rest of them