Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

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