Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Em Down

Straight up
Motherfuckin' south side
what!
up

'em down!

Shut 'em
Shut 'em

Onyx dmx

Shut 'em
'em down
Shut 'em down
1:]
Yo 'em down start the violence
We wilin' sling back his body found
Washed up on island
When I rolled up, niggas heart slowed up
killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and out
So out
Left cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when I fall y'all killas a me kid
I'm all out
a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put inside your vest
Have you layin' a dead rest
known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I swore forgiveness I did this
was not no witness but he should understand
Cause God got a shit list
2:]
Beat downs
I like a shiny silver nanabus(? )
fond of us
We the kind that rush, those hold back
Takin' your whole
Grimy street
bald head like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could that
Or cut dust
Makin' your fuckin' stove crack
Betta me
1-3, one and only be never phoney in any ceremony
I'l tear you
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em
sees takin' your time
Makin' your
Got this on the low
with rhymes
Breakin' spine
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
I'ma the bullshit
I'ma bury the
I'ma bury the
Feel my clip

[verse 3:
Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a case
Niggas pumped you up to you get beat
Had you thinkin' sweet
Now you up creek
your shits weak
How much is your life to someone important
I be extortin'
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't to get caught in
From back in the of gordon
was gettin' robbed
The guy from height stayed on his job
With his own mob
Was it goin back to the earth so soon
makin' my shit go boom
To your own doom, the graveyards
there's no room
Fuck you know about a box
goin' out with nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they shots
Feel like killin' for your
I ain't rest
It don't a whole lot to flip your vest
Then watch your lungs spill out your
You best get on act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More niggas get like that
[verse 4: sticky
Mad man sticky
The cajun blazin' bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple
Hard to be pahsin' lord with all this I'm raisin'
God of the underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a pound
We shut 'em down
We we gonna shut 'em down
We turn we gonna 'em down
We shit dumb quick gun click
Lyin' in the
Persed the on your dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the rottweiler my glock
cocaine killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I tkae your life, have my doe right
Fuck my life, I don't no mic!
The new
it
may
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That's that
Bring me on
to shut down the whole industry
Official
Dmx
We wreckin'
So up, or you get shut down like the rest of them