Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I like the way this
This makes me just
(G G G G G G-Unit)
Bucks up! haha
(Female "G-Unit")
Yea.
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
Survive the or die nigga
You can't wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
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
stay in center, play the back and let your money grow
Most niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then more than one gun
Five soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour when you it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I owe them niggas shit
all up in my face like I don't know them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm rich
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
the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it
Came from the country, dirty south get it
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my
They said there wasn't shootin', but they no shells
New York City, they throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I ain't even there
Now bust a shot for them on the block
I can feel your nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a lay down
See every time we round' ya some shots go off
And niggas get there chains snatched when try and show off
Shoot in broad day we do it the mob way
And to find out these niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma livin' my life with a pistol in my palm
And a full of ice
You can call me the Don
We want the eye 'n' son make one move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya
my niggas 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
Survive the shots or die
I got a hand gun habit, front I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on curbed fence nigga
I ain't a my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant back on gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if a problem it's handled
I'll have your people out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read mind
It's crystal clear you feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam
your body all banged up, you made a mistake man
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
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)