Luyện nghe bài hát War

(*talking*)
This was built on me
What I put together, that no man in between
I am the foundation, and I will the storm

You wanna go to, you don't wanna go to
You don't wanna go to war us
You wanna go to, you don't wanna go to
What...

You wanna go to war with us
My niggas be too
You wanna go to war with these
Soldier boys we bout it it, so nigga please whooa
You don't wanna go to war us
My be too dangerous
You don't wanna go to war with
You my click, well nigga please whooa

See I'm sick dog, and I rip lip off, if I get pissed off
Or ripped off uh-huh, that's the shit starts
I'm vicious, I get all of my shots
When I bite I lock, and I won't let until the bones pop
And I watch you, until your vital stop
And walk off in the night, with no fuck the cops
This shit is real dog, with us and watch how many pop up
In the junk yard round, bodies all chopped up
If I out, I take a quick flight up out the country
Better ask somebody, Mr. Magic he a donkey
I spit shit that the average, not stand a chance
And I keep spitting the top dogs, know I'm the man
I'm running you to the streets, go and hustle the corners
This time I'm for keeps, so I think you wouldn't wanna
Four turn to dimes, and dimes turn to ones
Your pockets is getting son, so

Close and personal the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to fire your
Whole nation regretting, their punishment raised killas
You forget about having this, the not fair
No in one another, when the love not there
I promise life, niggas control this track
Since you niggas twisted the game, we just it back
I'm related to hurting, by material praise
Settle for less, and let the make us forget about better days
Have mercy, these demons guide us right
We come if nobody's trying to it, to the guiding light
I'm a victim of living, pay me you owe and hate
And let me die, with a face
Just me and my people thugging forever, we no longer no mo'
And who so approach us, don't wan breathe no mo'
Give a blessing to nigga, that held us down
My people in hell right now

I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the fire in my
You can't keep up, and oh well got me some more
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still
This shit just pours outta me, keep the c.d.s
Fuck gold, I'm to sell a couple of mill
If this ain't my year, then is getting killed
Excuse my anger, but I feel I'm being cheated
I won't be denied, I refuse to be
If we we jacking, anything got cash
If I can't make it in this rap, y'all better my ass
Cause I click off knock your off, and leave you stuck out
If I let you live, then nigga cause you been lucked out
Ahh I you, and the shadow behind you
Beat you to death, where they mama she couldn't find you
And them people that you, got to charge it to the game
Still the same, ain't a thang

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