Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

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

Close and with the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to fire hips
Whole nation regretting, that punishment raised killas
You about having this, the game not fair
No in one another, when the love not there
I promise thug life, control this track
Since you twisted the game, we just twisting it back
I'm related to hurting, by material praise
Settle for less, and let the stress make us forget about better
Have mercy, these wouldn't guide us right
We come if trying to make it, to the guiding light
I'm a of living, pay me what you owe and hate
And let me die, a smiling face
Just me and my thugging forever, we no longer bleed no mo'
And who so ever approach us, wan breathe no mo'
a blessing to every nigga, that held us down
My people issue in right now

I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the in my vocals
You can't keep up, and oh well got me some sales
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still
This shit just pours outta me, the c.d.s burning
Fuck gold, I'm to sell a couple of mill
If this ain't my year, then somebody is killed
Excuse my anger, but I feel like I'm cheated
I be denied, I refuse to be defeated
If we we jacking, anything got cash
If I can't make it in this rap, better kill my ass
Cause I click off your dick off, and leave you stuck out
If I let you live, then pray nigga cause you been out
Ahh I abuse you, and the behind you
you both to death, where they mama she couldn't find you
And them people that signed you, got to it to the game
the same, ain't a thang changed

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