Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs Of War

Just away
Go on, it's not fight
not yours nigga, fall back
I'm about to blow somethin' out here, up

Yeah, this is a family
We gon' handle our and shit
muthafuckas know not to come around here like that
This is real shit, real

Four niggaz with four different aspects, nigga
This is family
Who the said family ain't family no more, nigga?
This is tight shit, tighter white in ya wallet

Yo, I'm talkin' bags of heavy coke, bracelets on men
Innocent dope pushers, night king pins
Indeed, we smack up for their cheese
Throw bleach in yo face, got beef, let it be

The streets know my peeps
out of UPS trucks, blowin' niggaz off they feet
With four-four gloves, rims spinnin', on fo-fo's
My mouth be worth millions, somethin' Paul Wall's

Ladies look out ain't thugs, they homo's
The film hyper when I clap 'em in slo mo'
Ya'll still payin' the mob? We niggaz out like waffle batter
Theodore ancient with dart, flossin' them

Discussin' our hits over a glass of
Baywatch bitches that ski, take turns when they us the twat
not, we still run the trains, till the condom pop
On the low, we still fuckin' cops

Pretty from all precincts, Friday nights
We they glocks
is family, nigga, niggaz can't stand me
Next up, my little man, I hand you the

You know the fam, it is, it is what it is
S.I.N.Y., where the live
Ass bet, niggaz run in yo
I don't care if you for the cash, then scramble yo wig

I'm like, "Damn, what a kid"
I could do what I want, dirt, not servin' a bid
You a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched
the grandpops, down to the kids

And my time, I'm here, tell ya man
Go and start up ya car, start shiftin' the
Sun God got the pits for his hairs 'cuz is scared
Hopin' I don't let it blow in ribs

I hot, niggaz get robbed non stop
Once the gun cock, niggaz strip down to socks
And my fam at the tippity top, I stop
Believe it or not, you and ya man is targets

everythin', dice games, mini markets
Fam spark it, I'ma take whatever is in the pockets
Mostly the cash and the wallet, off the jewels
'Cuz you shinin', begets and the
Never deny niggaz iron, yo

Aiyo, chillin' with the crew
We can smoke, all in the
It's how many with guns, got 'em on
All tip top, to the fullest, mad bullets
This is a hobby, the lobby where clap yo hoods

Get the paper, to everythin', we a acre up
Barbequin' like a mutt, we ain't nothin'
A high tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy money
To lay up on the low, swinging

I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd rather be in
All of my bread came from crack barbers and
So much beef in these
Guns that'll knock out floors and hit

What? What? The family remains 'cuz grain
automatic, I live it and I claim it
It's real, come around here, you here
Yo, lay that half tape, then you will get wrapped quick

Aiyo, we hug the block on Day
all year round, gettin' that money the American way
Might run up in yo weddin', the reverend and spray
And let the shots for they may

is family, nigga, minus the mob size
The resurrection of Toney Starks and Trife Dies', in Part 5
rather die when they're pride's in question
Try'na hero, getting stuck for they prized possessions

you starin' in the eyes of oppression
That's why I ride protection extended clips
Super sizing my weapons, eleven, keep the heat tucked
That'll burn a hole through ya like acid reflux
Get in ya cheap tux'

We make it hard for you to keep up
Been through a hundred towns,and runnin', the streets up
Come up north in New York, down in Miami,
At a table, breakin' bread like a

Florida, we follow the code of the streets
And breakin' the and we takin' the east
the least, we invadin' the streets
Shakin' the beast, we for life

We run, we grab knives, my double edged spit life
My is real tight, shootin' the dice
of my fam might snatch ya ice
Got family that go to church, come back like you don't

Got family that'll set you up, got that chill
spark the dutch
Wizard my fam, that you up
I got fam fuck you up

Chop you up, put your body in the of the truck
Osama Island, we been wildin', see the
We display talent, balance, nigga, Shaolin
It's a