Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

That's my word, God, kick that shit, God
that motherfuckin' thug shit man, word up, man
(What's up, son? up?)
up, get go
(No doubt, nigga)
Money no represent,
(All the time, baby)

No
(YouknowI'msayin'?)
Who we got here,
(Shine, baby, shine)
(Look)
Look who we here, yo
(Up in the sky, sky)

Here come the vultures, the Mobb-laced potent rap
Perhaps, kid, it happen, start the flippin'
You fuckin' comic, who you
My nigga's laughing, blood bathin', the greatest
In-famous crime-zanous to interfere be dangerous
Plane descent, stand clear, your strength
You couldn't do the limp if you was up
By my Z'd up, the fuck, who gives a fuck? You get fucked
My coalition in collision

The clash of the cliques, the o' the iron mac
and leave ya half-split
You'll be missin' much more than a fraction when time for action
Hit 'em while a man down, that nigga backspin
up, a [unverified] madman
We blastin', you're collapsin', heavily my gold Mac 10
Get with dem raps they have you relapsin'
You get the Mobb, deaf and assin'

We face splashin', dope fake's stabbin'
He slow leakin', he 'ternally bleedin' for
Outta place, niggas get placed back
Live at the main may I present
Screamin' out for any squad that's deaf
My Mobb, ya heart throb, hold ya breath
It's KO dead arm rights and hard lefts
Another satisfied consumer who got
Single out ya til' there's no man left

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck

Infamous cartel, visible
We well, associated team benevolent
hesitant, opposition get settled here with
Sharp that'll rip through one hundred layers of Kevlar
like the jim star, exiled, son, he get sent far
He's the foulest, QBC gat bust the
Below profile, peep style, thirsty

Catchin' cases, pay for your legal aid
Son, money wasted, I ain't got time for that
Invest place on my best sold rap
On the scrap the ignorant cats
It'll be dead in a few, just that
bust his gat right
(Yo, what?)

But now you your own man, amateur ass
take that ass to class
But you cut in, duckin' a reality
You catch a D fuckin' with New York's finest
The conversation them outsiders
Dick riders, bomb ya camp
We know survivors, push you off guard, got
We analysin', tell you up front ain't no
We take you down first 'round, ya man pound

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the down

Check it out, dun, them niggas ones
To be blowin' off the top and shit, I'm tired of
Dun, I'm about to dot the bitch and him stiff
Toss me the fifth so I can bless the God with
Yo nigga Noyd, the topic? Yo, the topic is this
Let me start the beginning at the top of the list
of all them tight niggas with that space-down shit

I a rocket up in they ass and give 'em a lift
My marvelous Mobb is tonic, intoxicant,
Morphine raps, you get dope inner mind-see
Shit fienin', now get your fix you need it
Fuckin' up your intravenous, the Infamous top secret
The only way you weakin' is if you beakin'

Sneak niggas mischievous
'Knowledgin' the God behind the scene on some shit
The vultures, water from their mouth but we can it
We just waitin' with
Yo, dun, check the cross-examination niggas fakin'
So you can scream, you can fiend, you can dream for the
Or you can the Mac for the fagot, ai
'em up, fuck 'em up

Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Man
(Man down, down, down, down)
Lay the fuck
Lay the down, down, down, down