Luyện nghe bài hát Eye For Eye

Yea, I the way this feel
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 shots or die
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and
Not your buddy, not your pal, not homie
There ain't a around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother
Never stay in center, the back and let your money grow
Most niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I come
If you see a nigga with me then theres more one gun
Five straight soldier ain't tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships sour when you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them shit
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't know them 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 live it
Came from the country, south get it nigga
tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They said there wasn't shootin', but found no shells
New York City, Hell throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I even from there
Now a shot for them boys on the block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga
There somethin' bout the of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay
See every time we round' ya hear shots go off
And niggas get chains snatched when they 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 keep my life with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist of ice
You can me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your
Ain't no time for coppin' nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas ain't 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 gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya have it
When the go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the on these bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and I'll shit
rounds for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a it's handled
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin'
You fuck I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home to the sports section and read your mind
It's crystal clear you should when that gat bust
First it's crime tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your fam
View your 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 shots or die
(Die nigga)
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)