Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' side nigga
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em [4x]
1:]
Yo shut 'em down the violence
We wilin' wilin' sling back his found
Washed up on island
When I up, this niggas heart slowed up
That froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and out
So out
that cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five your vest
Have you layin' with a dead
Shoulda known you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore when I did this
There was not no but he should understand
Cause even God got a shit
2:]
Beat anonymous
I spit like a shiny nanabus(? )
Niggas of us
We the kind that rush, those that back
Takin' whole stack
Grimy cats
Niggas bald head like
Go gat for gat
that
You smoke that
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
'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' mind
Got nigga on the low
Defecatin' with
Breakin' your
Got you movin' from the flurry, to worry
I'ma bury the
I'ma bury the
I'ma the bullshit
my full clip

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his
Be on the out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to you get beat
Had you thinkin' shits
Now you up shit's
your shits weak
How much is your worth to someone important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of
Niggas was robbed
The guy from height stayed on his job
With his own mob
Was it worth goin back to the so soon
Worth makin' my shit go
To your own doom, from the
Till there's no
Fuck you about a pine box
Money goin' out nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they shots
Feel killin' for your crew
I gon' rest
It take a whole lot to flip your vest
Then your lungs spill out your chest
You best get on some act your age
You a kid
That run for
More niggas get killed that
[verse 4: fingaz]
Mad man f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun bullets for days and days
Grazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple hazin'
to be pahsin' lord with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna 'em down
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn we gonna shut 'em
We turn shit dumb quick gun
Lyin' in the
Persed the on your dick
In the morgue it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my holler
cocaine 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 your life, betta have my doe
my life, I don't need no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's shit
me on point
About to shut the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We everything
So shut up, or you get shut down like the of them