Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
nation just trying to get this

Murderous mind state, keep my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down,
Westside, Death Row, riders

Untouchable mob of pistol
known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll thugs and dons
Commence to off rounds, then escape in the fog

Who see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he sleeping
My mini-fourteen murdering while they creeping
Duck or you ass out, drink you pass out
scared to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, bitches come to me
They the stories nigga, now they want to really see
first my motto is fully guaranteed
Niggas is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm

Who you
One nation under a in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation just to get this

When it's on I'm off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've been here
Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I scared
Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive
I'm different and I'ma it if it take me to die

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be laying up in my casket and doing in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch
Me You think I'll let them see joy from that shit?

Walking dead spending last days by me
New Jersey Jon like Dave
Young or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat
A like Geronimo Pratt

And come cocking the black pound
When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm 'em back down
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One poster wild sex

Money and murder, is all I breathe in my
It's full of judges and enemies in the night
Through the I see the eyes of the devil
G riding with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young just trying to get this

I thought I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I wrote from the of a graveyard box
You end up in a box 'cause of them grave bastards
Dig ya' grave back up snatched you out the

Worms in my eating through my cabbage
the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
With the keeping the shot money, progressive

They don't really no drama, I know your goon's
That's why I keep pressure on them like on a wound
God given, He keep giving me better music
So every time you hear me, my songs present

Y'all can't kill me, forever losing
Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you will you it out
With some other niggas you better it
try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever stupid

Claiming you repping
You got the bullets that you had when I loaded it for you
You never used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for
Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the

Who you
One nation under a thug in bullet
Young nation no revolution and no
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation trying to get this

nation just trying to get this
Just trying to get