Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

Who you
One under a thug in bullet scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
nation just trying to get this

Murderous mind state, keep my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break
up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

Untouchable mob of pistol
known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers
Forever roll with thugs and dons
Commence to letting off rounds, then in the fog

Who see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he sleeping
My mini-fourteen murdering while they creeping
Duck or you ass out, drink till you out
Ain't scared to die, drunk in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, they come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now they want to see
Bomb first my motto is guaranteed
Niggas is player haters, them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no
One nation young, black and by far
Young just trying to get this

When on I'm popping off every chance I get
Out the on some uptown anthem shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've here before
Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, extended steel, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won't me alive
I'm different and prove it if it take me to die

that God had a plan for me but
He won't be laying up in my casket and doing in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid than a
Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that

dead angels spending last days by me
New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, got brat
A soldier like Pratt

And come through the black pound
When put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One some wild sex

Money and murder, is all I breathe in my
It's full of judges and chasing enemies in the
Through the I see the eyes of the devil
G riding with boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

Who you
One nation under a thug in scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young just trying to get this

I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I from the perspective of a graveyard box
You end up in a box of them grave robbing bastards
Dig ya' grave up snatched you out the casket

Worms in my eating through my cabbage
It's the to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
With the 'Pac the shot money, progressive

They don't really want no drama, I know goon's
That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound
This God given, He keep me better music
So every time you hear me, my present improvement

can't kill me, y'all forever losing
Songs are if I load your gun for you will you bang it out
With some other niggas you shoot it
Don't try to lie and say you was I'm clever stupid

Claiming you Ruthless
You got the same bullets that you had when I it for you
You never used it, the none a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, and dangerous by far
Young just trying to get this

Young just trying to get this
Just trying to get