Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
'em down

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em [4x]
1:]
Yo shut 'em down start the
We wilin' wilin' back his body found
up on coney island
When I up, this niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, when I pulled up out with the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be
Don't try to test, abide chest, put five inside your vest
Have you with a dead rest
Shoulda when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness I did this
There was not no but he should understand
Cause even God got a list
2:]
Beat downs
I spit like a silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind that rush, those hold back
your whole stack
Grimy cats
Niggas head like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could smoke
Or cut dust
your whole fuckin' stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and could be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, 'em down
Shun takin' your time
Makin' your
Got this on the low
Defecatin' with
Breakin' spine
Got you movin' from the flurry, time to
bury the bullshit
I'ma bury the
I'ma the bullshit
Feel my full

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a case
Niggas you up to watch you get beat
Had you shits sweet
Now you up creek
Cause shits weak
How much is your life worth to important
Cause I be
for ransom is some shit you don't want to get caught in
From back in the days of
was gettin' robbed
The guy rikers height stayed on his job
his own little mob
Was it goin back to the earth so soon
makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, the graveyards
Till no room
Fuck you know a pine box
Money goin' out with glocks
On top of same nigga when they pull with they nine shots
Feel like killin' for crew
I ain't rest
It don't take a whole lot to your vest
watch your lungs spill out your chest
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get killed that
4: sticky fingaz]
Mad man sticky
The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for days and
Grazin' I'm the glazin' 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 thunder
We gonna shut 'em
We turn we gonna 'em down
We turn we gonna 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick gun
Lyin' in the
Persed the line on your
In the admit it dogs
I'm the my glock holler
Fuck cocaine I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw 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
2x]
That's shit
Bring me on
About to down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So shut up, or you get shut down the rest of them