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 open and the dog's off the chain

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

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

Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead like Jay-Z
Or put a grand on e'ry nigga head that play me
See, I'm cool with them 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 bring and Cat
And Montana, I 'em with the grammar
I enhanced in the slammer bangin' them hammers, whattup?
(Aight)

You don't live that, you shouldn't say
what 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 shot
(Nigga)

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

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

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

on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog
We ain't get to where we at by luck, was hard
(Aight)
But once we got the trials it's all smiles
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 name
(Yeah)
Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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