Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

One two one two, come run through
Gun who, oh you don't what the gun do
do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the
Rap artist and start this
Shit up for real, get up and feel, my
I herbs split up and squeal
Ill, is all I've been lately
Niggas hate me, wanna tape me and make me
Put their on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911
stay beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them
You a lot of them tough? That's just a front
When I hit them like 'What you want?'
The turns into a hunt
With the dog right behind niggas 'em down
We all that you was pussy
But I'm it now
And never give a dog blood, 'cause raw blood will a dog bite
whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to them raw that
And ain't no love I do 'em all like
Four up in they back (Clack, clack)
Close your baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in off your buildin' but
knows who did it
(What)
Where my at?
What
Where my at?
Where my at?
What
my dogs at?
Where my at?
What
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What

is pussy
Keep 'em running the Werewolf, oh
Howling at the on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten on him, hope God's with him
Give me the bat, let me him
I'll have 'em where the pillow and the casket fit him
Only reason I did him, he fight back, strike back
Left him like that, up with the white hat
Getting right back at ya I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes
Hitting with gashes to the head
to the white meat but the street stay red
But this gave me head for free
'Cause see, who I'ma be by like 2003
nigga D took it there
He it was a joke
He ran through like 20 G's, that I was broke, stupid
what you get for thinking and eventually
Found that's what you get for
Blowing up the spot you rot
Plus if it gets hot know you dead
Four box
Hit 'em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, kill nigga
Yet still don't know I'ma rob
That DMX is a motherfucking problem