Luyện nghe bài hát Declaration Of War

It's the return of the murderer, maniac
Fully M 11 in the handbag
The ending of it, the of the Baghdad
Your brains out, body in a trash bag

Unidentified, him up a John Doe
Got of the pieces, but they ain't found his arms though
far from a record, I'm different than these rap dudes
A real nigga, won't hesitate to fools

Ski mask you up to where you lay at
Cock back, squeeze, and put him where your at
The of you niggaz, believin' I'ma play games
You who I'm wit, so I ain't gotta say names

You pussy, you a black Jew
Ain't never had love for y'all, me clap you
And it's a done deal, fuck with what the truth is
Hide behind that motherfuckin' but when the truth's here

It's on for ya, that mean lifeline shortens
Death to the who disrespected the Jordan
I'm not a pop nigga, fuck radio say
Fuck what video do, but is all day

Hood nigga, I ain't show you what my life like
'Cuz you don't a motherfucker like Mike
I ain't a house nigga scum like you is
I was bred and raised in this true shit

Funny how a get caught up in all the glamor
And then they finally come to grips this can happen
To anybody, discriminate who catch this
Get in the way and you a victim of a death

A declaration of a war and it's a
Follow the but be aware your opponent
Is in the window got where you rest at
And to hit a motherfucker, bet that

Aight, let's get
Fuck the rap game I'm the realest nigga,
If you ain't feelin' me you how it goes
Jump bitch, I can't wait to kill one of you

It's on if you got
You can be a cop, a drug dealer, or a pro
Bottom line, I give a fuck about'cha
If I pop you in the neck, I bet some blood out'cha

While your label only behind you greasin' his
Your ass on a video, cheesin' and shit
J shorted me a dime if he owe you bucks
The way I see you a bitch and you deserve to be

Willie D is the nigga that'll your clothes
think you know me 'cuz you know the hook to "Bald head Hoe"
I light you up a sawed off and stab yo' ass
In the leg, in the chest, in the and mouth

Aight nigga, him in the leg in the chest
In the back and mouth, let 'em him off
Give me a motherfuckin' handy
And a plug of PCP, I'll kill

him in the ass 'til he's still
I'm Chuck wick bitch, your heel
A short nigga quick to a tall ass whoopin'
Got a chip on my shoulder the size of Brooklyn

to start shit, I ain't scary like Scooby and Shaggy
Piss me off you better Duck Daffy
Even if you in a rest home pop ya
Even if you got a vest on drop ya

how a nigga get caught up in all the glamor
And then finally come to grips that this can happen
To anybody, won't who catch this
Get in the way and you a victim of a death

A declaration of a war and it's a
Follow the but be aware your opponent
Is in the window got where you rest at
And to hit a motherfucker, bet that