Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way feel
This makes me wanna
(G G G G G G-Unit)
up! haha haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the shots or die
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your
ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I love a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my know
Never stay in center, play the back and let your money
Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was yo
South side nigga yeah thats where I come from
If you see a with me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't that tired of the dumb one
Or even satisfied being niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it
Some hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't them niggas sick
But I can less, I'm on the album and I'm gettin' rich
Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I it nigga
Came the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to me, they run up in my hotel
said there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, they throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I ain't even from
Now bust a shot for them boys on the
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the game
somethin' bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a lay down
See every time we ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get there chains when they try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is softer than
I'mma keep livin' my life with a pistol in my
And a full of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
'Cause my ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 at it
I'm to the feathers on these bird ass niggas
Front and put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and I'll shit
Enough for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's
I'll have your pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and your mind
It's crystal clear you should when that gat bust
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam
View your body all up, you made a mistake man
you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
Survive the or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you
You put a hit on me, put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)