Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb First

In today's music news, the ever Tupac Shakur has
Just another album under the alias Makaveli
Music are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart

no one knows the exact cause of the new album
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate
Have joined together in to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row as well

Nas, the ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal
On Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big whatever

And other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is why'd get
This nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not
For comment but released statement

It's not about East or
about niggaz and bitches, power and money
Riders and punks, which are you on?

These niggaz is still talking?
You niggaz still breathing? roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid for your
(All day, everyday)

It's the for you punk motherfuckers
(The in yo' ass)
is it nigga, Killuminati style
(Outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the Don, shit, bring it

me to introduce first, Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the Holy
Niggaz get like 5-0
My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for

Money making plans, close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic, we drop it
Expose snakes 'cause they freely, see me ride?
Located world wide like the art of

I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is
Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city find me
for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggaz to die for me, knahmean?

I hit the niggaz ducking from my guillotine stare
I'm there, my every word, a fucking nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and
This for my dogs to die for yours

Extreme venom, no when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em to Hell is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to explode or die
Murder lyrically and I'm not gon' cry

Me, a born never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my bitch eaters
And not a 'til I'm gone
Thug Life running my veins so I'm strong

Bye bye bye, get high and ride
Oh, how do we do niggaz but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too
out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you

Weak motherfuckers deserve to breathe
How many down to die for me? Yeah yeah
West coast ridah, right behind ya
Should've never wit me
I want money sex and weed
I won't rest till my road dawgs free, bomb

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't even to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or yo' and I'ma bomb first

We, bomb when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't even come to fight
But it's my or yo' life and I'ma bomb first

For so many and some many ways we've been ducking strays
They but we still some Bad Boy killers
Got nothing to lose, I no where to go
I got one home, see me stranded on Death Row

With Outlawz, Makaveli, be the general
And I be a soldier on a
Sent to do, what never do and that's ride for the 'cause
Yes, I'll die for the

Ya, best believe if I'ma leave this bitch, yo, I'm dying with
Kamikaze, sicker than a Nazi
Got a little question for nigga that made Paparazzi
If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfucking cash

Then what is your purpose?
can serve us
E.D.I. born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first,

on, bring it, we'll stick with it
Come on, it

style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent leather
Causing massive terror, y'all lack, you ain't thorough
Half half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy tales dunn
'King of New York', like you the motherfucking

But I'm from Jerz and we play that shit
From the Claire to North Bricks, all my niggaz flipping chips
Getting rich, even though it's
Trying to creep through these and brawls

scarred by a revolv' with no warning signs
'Cause yo my man five
Now, I'm the one with the nine
to put in my time
Shoot first, look at they burst bleeding
Don't to hear no shit this evening, believe me

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and thug on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize and bomb

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and thug niggaz on the
and bomb first