Luyện nghe bài hát Get Shot Down

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

50

Over and over, i done ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier boy
now u gon get it in yo brain
the gates wide and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n with the gun thats tellin ya stop
I be that on the run, after i pop sumthin
In the i read, death is of the tongue,
If u about death, then death is go oncoming,
jay me how to flow, shot him in the head,
randy's ass was there, now he's scared,
sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy,
if u ask me, i say im wut the made me,
now i could stunt til my ass dead broke JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any head that play me,
see im cool the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wit that
see my flick, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i in the slamma after bangin them hammas, X wut up

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

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin
Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit,
Put the in the ring, watch em all quit,
All ya is pussy, suck my dick
Aint nothin but a of mans still standin
I 50 in a cypher, when onyx was still slammin
now we again, its all good my nigga
back to the again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on wood my nigga, we both the dog
we aint get to where we at by luck, was hard,
but once we got thru the trials, its all
til a bitch type nigga all of a sudden get
now why u to go and take me back the way i came from?
imma you remember, where u my name from,
street BLAH BLAH ave.
I done ran through crew 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 hit a piece of ur bone,
its gonna do than chip, nigga,
yea wut the fuck is the
the porsche is red, the buckets is
30 handguns, the gutter is starvin
niggas like me might ur apartment
blood fuck up ur carpet
on the window
i smell murder everytime that the blow
tie him to the chair and then knock out his bone
i dont want the chrome to the crown, i aint 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 D-Block down

(Chorus)