Luyện nghe bài hát Get Shot Down

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

50

and over, i done told ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier 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 i read, death is of the tongue,
If u talk death, then 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 til my ass dead broke like JD,
or put a on any nigga's head that play me,
see im with the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wutsup wit
see my flick, to preme, papi and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i enhanced in the after bangin them hammas, X wut up

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

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

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

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