Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
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
Washed up on coney
When I rolled up, this niggas heart up
killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and out
So out
Left that cat for dead his smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your
Have you layin' with a rest
Shoulda known when you was in the eyes a death
And I swore when I did this
There was not no witness but he understand
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit a shiny silver nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind that rush, those that back
Takin' your stack
street cats
Niggas bald like kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You could that
Or cut dust
Makin' whole fuckin' stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any
I'l you homey
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun sees takin' your
Makin' your
Got nigga on the low
with rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, to worry
bury the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
Feel my clip

[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' shits
Now you up creek
Cause shits weak
How much is your life worth to someone
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you want to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
Niggas was robbed
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin to the earth so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, the graveyards
there's no room
Fuck you about a pine box
Money goin' out with nine
On top of that same nigga when they pull with nine shots
Feel like killin' for your
I gon' rest
It don't take a lot to flip your vest
Then watch your lungs spill out your
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the ason purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all this hell I'm
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We shit dumb quick gun click
Lyin' in the
Persed the line on your
In the morgue admit it
I'm the my glock holler
cocaine killer I sniff gun powder
So all you willies throw your roleys in the sky
And all the rob the place outside
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, have my doe right
Fuck my life, I don't no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's shit
me on point
About to shut the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut down the rest of them