Luyện nghe bài hát Blood On The Cobblestones

Yo, ayo there's war on the
Blood on the
I leave them buried just like a fossil bone
Body bags the streets, reporters reporting
Mafia to drugs and extortion
DeLucees vs. Starkeano headline the
call war on crime they gonna lose
Judges get captains get decapitated
Starks rise all to be emancipated
Black godfather, at war
Drive by's and Molotovs to settle the
shops filled with chopped up casualties
I make sure to keep in all my faculties
Streets going red when the boss is neglected
I no man's protected
To each his own grab a gun off the
Cause in a war of course every man for self (x3)

How you prepare for war, your guns and your hardware
Never your eyes in the barber chair
Ya heart of a lion that's got him here
Bullet your car yo we're out of here
Fuck the DeLucas we with sub-machines
Bone crush a like a football team
a new regime, the old we throw it out
Spit back the hammer you yo ought to them out
Your gun at the whole house
Sip the brown liquor while we move a quarter
Pick the territories north to south
Your high power shine is watered down
I'm underground the vest on
Open up your head now flesh is torn
Never turn my of a restaurant
Put holes in your chest test the don
45 of them let me stretch my arms

Cause in a war of course every man for self (x3)

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So the DeLucas Tone nah not today
Cock his spray with him and you got to pay
Don't even kill him just make him feel a lot of
out his wife and his seed at the soccer game
Weed him with open arms weed him with open
him 2 2 3 squeeze him leave him with no resolve
Make a led homie for the territory
No on me reg that's a negatory
You want a war men pop dangerous
Taking all in a 10 radius
Murder double, triple
Cripple the
Like it got hit a couple of missiles
? your door
I get in your crib in wig in a guy uniform
My maneuver got DeLuca in the scope
Movin close, say the word you was ghost