Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot' Em Up

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya playa hatas we be to pin ya
You know, we know, you wanna roll
'Cause we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh yeah

off the job, ooh, now I gots ta let ya know
When you betta be rollin' with tha big shot guns
And we deep when we creep never and we droppin'
Dead bodies on fools who get dumb enough
Now that you know like

These niggaz come around, don't know how to act, in fact
I'm at the track in tha back with a couple of my in the hood
Smokin' weed and up to no
Red Dog in the trunk and we rollin' bank
Slang bud on over yo thug

So me and tha rest of thugs can marinate, marinate
We get high, so high
That's how my mental, that's how my stay
It's parlay parlay like every day
Don't on tha pimp, playa hatin'
But ya be pinnin' yo self

I cuts in tha M-11, 357
Automatic weapons my shelf
These niggaz take my health
My wealth check yo
Tryin' to get in but they win
We took it to tha head a fifth of weed

Now we in a 500 we roll-roll
tha top, lock tha locks, cock tha glock
'Bout ta hit corna
Livin' like a on tha real who's stronga
When I put on ya, all gonnaz

Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo dem all
fall, dey fall, buck-buck, oh yeah
Niggaz be gettin' pistols finna
And fuck with tha real
They fuck us when we puff bitch

Ooh, because we gonna put you back up in yo trunk
Hey and 44 mag go and
Tha little don't know betta, 357 put that ass in a matter
Execution, I'll be round
"Leavin' em off on ya raw"

Ya plot me 'cause you me
My nigga you know you me now
When bitch run up and try me
I'm up outta my shit with some shit
To be keepin' you wonderin' redrum,

And fo' we lit 'em up good
And you can find me where
You know East 99, dealers and po-po and St. Clair
back to the mo
And it's Cleveland

You we thuggin' and thievin' thievin'
somebody who got beef, we got millions to make
A notha record
For you see my niggaz we comin' with to lose
And bitch if you try me mine plus

Bloody trying to get out of tha room
If I could look up and see ya dyin' lyin'
Lyin' and flippin' my
you dig 'em quiet
The get past on tha right bang

tha way you get a man, get a man
Sneak up on him and you him
And he won't with you no more
You havin' a

With that goin' up in ya body
chill
My they got me sloppy
High, oh, so, so

Come on, come on, don't be shy, let's get
We got tha herb, if you want some, want
We got weed indeed, you some, need some
Oh
I know this might sound crazy, but lately

Gotta roll my gun
'Cause tha hatas they me
When they heard that nigga
Niggaz someway get paid
Even if they hate that buck to tha

Good I got a gat
we rhyme tight rhymes
Had to thug out but it in time
Just two and if you give it to me
My thugs gon' it to you

So pull back, it's cool
Somebody's head gon' get
Bone, doin' ya best on
Hey, hey, hey, go and fix yo pistols
And get with buck
To tha bang, bang,

Nigga wanna roll bone it's on
But nigga we cool, we
Don't forget playa gettin'
That to tha bang
All up in tha body, got 'em got 'em

We won't be
We might just be you all tha time
I'm comin', I'm
And put on tha dolla man

Shoot 'em up always, St. Clair you off
And you lossin', betta to
Falsin', that'll be for all of ya offspring
Well, be coffins for all of ya offspring
For tha police on the
Creepin' up tha soldiers

Well, betta be watchin' on of them St. Clair niggaz
it together to grab the doja
Well, I ya, see now you jumpin' about yo shit you
Ready a gang of bitches for you
Ready and willing to do it to you, be my
buck, buck to smoke Jane

See some of these niggaz say nigga was bullshit
With that Bizzy
Well, it be north coast homie
That city where tha St. Clair niggaz dope on it
Police want to search you for nothin' but skunk
So it's on bitch
Feel it bitch 'cause my trigga a bitch

Ho, I be 'em down with my click
I stood 'em all and play
And rest my nine up when I'm with y'all
my dogs to dem all
Niggaz mention little Bizzy, but it's all
I ball and I'm knowin' you knowin'

No snatching, no souls, no nigga be
as I'm flowin' already
Gave my a fifth and we lit in a doorway here
Clair, stickin' up tha
What did you think I'm
you are
What did you think I'd you down?

Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh

Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Twelve gauges up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause then we give it to you, gonna bring it to you, oh yeah

Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Twelve gauges bust up in ya playa we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't roll
'Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh

Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, 'em up
Twelve bust up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya
You know, we know, you don't wanna
'Cause we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh yeah