Luyện nghe bài hát Blood On The Cobblestones

Yo, ayo war on the street
Blood on the
I leave them buried alive just like a bone
Body bags line the streets, reporting
Mafia ties to drugs and
vs. Starkeano headline the news
Police war on crime they gonna lose
Judges get kidnapped get decapitated
Starks above all to be emancipated
Black godfather, at war
Drive and Molotovs to settle the score
Butcher shops filled chopped up casualties
I make to keep guns in all my faculties
going red when the boss is disrespected neglected
I no man's protected
To his own grab a gun off the shelf
Cause in a war zone of course every man for (x3)

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

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

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So the DeLucas Tone nah not today
his spray side with him and you got to pay
Don't kill him just make him feel a lot of pain
Stake out his wife and his seed at the soccer
him with open arms weed him with open thoughts
Feed him 2 2 3 squeeze him leave him with no
Make a led homie repping for the
No steppin on me reg that's a
You want a war these men pop
all in a 10 block radius
Murder rate double,
Cripple the
it got hit with 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 Tone you was