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 down
1:]
Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his found
up on coney island
When I rolled up, this niggas heart 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
try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin' with a rest
Shoulda known you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness when I did
There was not no witness but he should
Cause even God got a list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I like a shiny silver nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind that rush, those hold back
your whole stack
Grimy street
Niggas bald head kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You smoke that
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole stove crack
know me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any
I'l you homey
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun sees your time
Makin' mind
Got this on the low
Defecatin' rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to
I'ma the bullshit
I'ma the bullshit
bury 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 pumped you up to watch you get
Had you shits sweet
Now you up creek
Cause your shits
How much is your life worth to someone
Cause I be
Kidnap for is some shit you don't want to get caught in
back in the days of gordon
Niggas was gettin'
The guy from rikers stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the earth so
makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, from the
Till there's no
Fuck you know a pine box
Money goin' out with glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with nine shots
like killin' for your crew
I ain't gon'
It don't take a whole lot to flip your
Then watch your lungs spill out chest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that
[verse 4: sticky
Mad man sticky
The crazy cajun blazin' 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 with a pound
We shut 'em down
We turn we gonna 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn 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 throw your roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, betta have my doe
Fuck my life, I don't no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's shit
me on point
About to down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut down like the of them