Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south nigga
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' wilin' back his body found
Washed up on island
When I up, this niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the
Thirty-two and ducked out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta by the rules or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five your vest
Have you with a dead rest
Shoulda when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I forgiveness when I did this
There was not no witness but he should
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind rush, those that hold back
Takin' your stack
street cats
Niggas bald head kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole fuckin' crack
know me
1-3, one and only could be phoney in any ceremony
I'l you homey
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun sees takin' time
your mind
Got this on the low
Defecatin' with
your spine
Got you from the flurry, time to worry
bury the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
Feel my clip

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' barrel will blast his face
Be on the out for a basket case
Niggas you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up creek
Cause shits weak
How much is your life to someone important
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you want to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy from rikers height on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth back to the earth so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, the graveyards
there's no room
Fuck you know about a box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same when they pull with they nine shots
Feel like killin' for crew
I ain't gon'
It don't a whole lot to flip your vest
Then watch your lungs out your chest
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
That run for
More get killed like that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for days and
Grazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple hazin'
Hard to be lord with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We turn we shut 'em down
We turn we gonna 'em down
We shit dumb quick gun click
Lyin' in the
Persed the line on dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
Fuck cocaine I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies your roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I tkae life, betta have my doe right
my life, I don't need no mic!
The new
it
may
2x]
That's that
me on point
About to shut down the whole
nasty
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of