Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' side nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
Shut 'em
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' sling back his body found
up on coney island
When I rolled up, niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, when I up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two and ducked out
So out
that cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall y'all a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the a death
And I forgiveness when I did this
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause even God got a list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold
Takin' whole stack
Grimy street
Niggas bald like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
sees takin' your time
Makin' your
Got nigga on the low
with rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
bury the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
I'ma bury the
Feel my clip

[verse 3:
I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket
Niggas you up to watch you get beat
Had you shits sweet
Now you up creek
your shits weak
How much is your worth to someone important
Cause I be
for ransom is some shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of
Niggas was robbed
The guy from rikers height on his job
With his own mob
Was it worth goin back to the so soon
makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, from the
Till there's no
Fuck you know about a box
Money out with nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they shots
Feel like killin' for your
I ain't rest
It don't take a whole lot to your vest
Then watch lungs spill out your chest
You best get on some act your age
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get killed that
[verse 4: sticky
Mad man sticky
The cajun blazin' bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the ason purple hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all this I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down a thunder pound
We shut 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We shit dumb quick gun click
in the vine
Persed the line on your
In the admit it dogs
I'm the my glock holler
Fuck killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your in the sky
And all the rob the place outside
I'm so hype, I tkae life, betta have my doe right
my life, I don't need no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's shit
Bring me on
About to shut down the whole
nasty
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of