Luyện nghe bài hát Blood On The Cobblestones

Yo, ayo there's war on the
Blood on the
I leave them alive just like a fossil bone
Body bags line the streets, reporters
ties to drugs and extortion
DeLucees vs. Starkeano the news
Police call war on crime gonna lose
Judges get kidnapped captains get
Starks rise above all to be
Black godfather, at war
Drive and Molotovs to settle the score
Butcher shops with chopped up casualties
I make sure to keep guns in all my
going red when the boss is disrespected neglected
I guarantee no man's
To his own grab a gun off the shelf
Cause in a war zone of course every man for (x3)

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

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

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