Luyện nghe bài hát Shot Down

Move on over, I told ya, boy
I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy
And you gon' get it in your brain
The gate's wide open and the dog's off the

I be yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin'
I be yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n
In the Bible I read, is of the tongue
And if you talk about enough death is gon' come

Dave taught me how to flow, they him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin'
Some say I'm gangsta, say, I'm crazy
If you ask me, I'll say I'm the hood made me

Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like
Or put a hundred grand on e'ry head that play me
See, I'm with them Hatian mob niggaz
Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz

The media be to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that?
See my flick, next to Papi and Cat
And Montana, I kill 'em with the
I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' them hammers,
(Aight)

You don't that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out, your get you shot down
your money around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we know where you at
That bullshit you on'll get you down
Here's a few clips that you play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot

Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz 'bout, think you playin' wit?
R, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit
(What?)
Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all
All y'all is pussy, suck my dick

Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man still
I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was
(Aight)
Now, we meet again, it's all my nigga
to the street again, it's all hood my nigga

Knock on wood my nigga, we walk the dog
We ain't get to we at by luck, shit was hard
(Aight)
But once we got through the trials it's all
a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild

Now, why you gotsta go and me back to where I came from?
I'ma make you remember, where you know my from
(Yeah)
Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga

You live that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot
Throwin' your money around and we play that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we where you stay at
That you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few clips that you play with
G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down

Yeah, word,
If your head ain't your shoulders
You ain't get shot, you got nicked
(Just nicked)
'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone
It's gon' do more than chip,
(A lot more that)

Yea, what the fuck is the
The Porsche is red the is Army
30 shot handguns the is starvin'
(Yeah)
like me might rush your apartment
(Word)

Bloodstains'll up your carpet, brain on the window
I smell murder every time that the blow
Tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone
I don't want the or the crown, I ain't sellin' up
You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell

I'm the one that flood the
Better tap man and let him know P'll love to cut his
And niggaz is shot down, two guns up
Double R, S.P. holdin' D down

You don't live that, you shouldn't say
'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you down
(Nigga)

We know where you hang, we where you stay at
That you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down