Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This makes me just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
You can't roll wit me I'm Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie
There ain't a around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, the back and let your money grow
Most them wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me theres more than one gun
Five straight ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I owe them niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't know them niggas
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm rich
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and spit it how I live it nigga
from the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to question me, run up in my hotel
They said there shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' under jails
I got love for them and I even from there
Now bust a shot for them on the block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm in the game nigga
somethin' bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See time we round' ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get there chains snatched when they try and off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is softer Shawty
I'mma livin' my life with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can call me the Don
We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
'Cause my niggas goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga I'll let ya have it
When the go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the on these bird ass niggas
Front and put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and spray shit
rounds for the H K I don't play bitch
Move I'm militant back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm but niggas can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if a problem it's handled
I'll have your pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the section and read your mind
It's crystal you should feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but go to your wake fam
View your body all banged up, you a mistake man
Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)