Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
Shut 'em
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo shut 'em down the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling his body found
Washed up on coney
When I rolled up, this niggas heart up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the
Thirty-two shots and out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall killas 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 your own cannot be
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside vest
you layin' with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the eyes a
And I swore forgiveness when I did
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a shiny nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind rush, those that hold back
your whole stack
Grimy street
Niggas bald head kojak
Go gat for gat
that
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' mind
Got nigga on the low
with rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, to worry
I'ma the bullshit
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
Feel my clip

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket
Niggas pumped you up to you get beat
Had you thinkin' sweet
Now you up shit's
your shits weak
How much is your life worth to important
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't want to get in
From in the days of gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy from height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, the graveyards
Till there's no
Fuck you about a pine box
Money goin' out with nine
On top of that same nigga when pull with they nine shots
Feel like killin' for crew
I gon' rest
It don't take a whole lot to flip vest
Then watch your spill out your chest
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man sticky
The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for days and
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason hazin'
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all this hell I'm
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a pound
We gonna shut 'em
We turn we shut 'em down
We turn we shut 'em down
We turn shit quick gun click
in the vine
Persed the line on your
In the morgue admit it
I'm the my glock holler
Fuck cocaine killer I gun powder
So all you willies throw your roleys in the sky
And all the rob the place outside
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, betta 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
to shut down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of