Luyện nghe bài hát Declaration Of War

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A declaration of a war and a warnin'
Follow the leader but be aware your
Is in the window got guerrillas where you at
And to hit a motherfucker, bet that

Aight, get serious
Fuck the rap I'm the realest nigga, period
If you ain't me you know how it goes
bitch, I can't wait to kill one of you hoes

It's on if you got
You can be a cop, a dealer, or a pro athlete
Bottom line, I don't a fuck about'cha
If I pop you in the neck, I bet some blood come

While your label only you greasin' his dick
Your stupid ass on a video, cheesin' and
J ain't me a dime if he owe you bucks
The way I see you a bitch and you to be fucked

Willie D is the nigga that'll bloody 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' shotty
And a plug of PCP, I'll anybody

Bust him in the ass 'til he's
I'm wick bitch, your Achilles heel
A short nigga to give 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 like Daffy
if you in a rest home I'll pop ya
Even if you got a vest on drop ya

Funny how a get caught up in all the glamor
And then they finally come to grips that 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 a warnin'
Follow the but be aware your opponent
Is in the window got guerillas where you at
And to hit a motherfucker, bet that