Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb First

In today's music news, the ever controversial Shakur has
Just released album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in of a wipeout in retail interchart movement

Although no one the exact cause of the new album
tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Row Records as well

Nas, the alleged leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal
On Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian fame, Big Little whatever

And several other sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up by release
The question everybody wants to know is why'd get
This nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not
For but released this statement

not about East or West
It's about and bitches, power and money
Riders and punks, side are you on?

These is still fucking talking?
You niggaz still breathing? Fucking roaches,
Aight, it's the Raid for cockroaches
(All day, everyday)

the raid for you punk motherfuckers
(The in yo' ass)
This is it nigga, Killuminati
(Outlaw lifestyle)
the Don, solo shit, bring it

Allow me to first, Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics the Holy Qu'Ran
get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for

Money making plans, pistol close at hand, swollen
Let me introduce the topic, we drop it
Expose snakes 'cause they freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of

I think I'm than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every you'll find me
Look for right behind me
My Outlaw down to die for me, knahmean?

I hit the scene niggaz ducking from my stare
I'm right there, my every word, a nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and
This for my dogs down to die for

Extreme venom, no when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down to Hell is we send 'em
My team, trained to explode ride or die
Murder lyrically and I'm not gon' cry

Me, a born leader leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my nigga eaters
And not a whimper I'm gone
Thug running through my veins so I'm strong

Bye bye bye, let's get and ride
Oh, how do we do niggaz but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too
Looking out for Deep, nigga when I find you

Weak don't deserve to breathe
How many niggaz down to die for me? Yeah
West coast ridah, coming behind ya
Should've never wit me
I want money hoes sex and
I rest till my road dawgs free, bomb first

We, bomb first when we
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody
But my life or yo' life and I'ma bomb first

We, bomb first when we
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't even to fight tonight
But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first

For so many days and some many ways we've been ducking
They delivers but we some Bad Boy killers
Got nothing to lose, I no where to go
I got one home, see me stranded on Death Row

Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general
And I be a soldier on a
Sent to do, what you'll never do and that's ride for the
Yes, die for the cause

Ya, best believe if I'ma this bitch, yo, I'm dying with yours
Kamikaze, sicker a muh'fucking Nazi
Got a little question for that nigga made Paparazzi
If you ain't in this rap game, for the cash mayne

Then what is your motherfucking
can serve us
E.D.I. born worthless
That's until the day, I to bomb first, bitch

Come on, bring it, we'll stick it
Come on, it

Your style wack as ever, like you was patent leather
Causing massive terror, niggaz lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy tales
'King of New York', you the motherfucking one?

But I'm Jerz and we don't play that shit
From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping
Getting rich, though it's hard
to creep through these halls and brawls

Without scarred by a with no warning signs
yo my man took five
Now, I'm the young one the nine
Ready to put in my
Shoot first, look at head burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no this evening, believe me

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and niggaz on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize and bomb

We, bomb first we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and thug on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize and first