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
on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down,
Westside, Death Row, riders

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knew God had a plan for me but
He won't be laying up in my and doing life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch
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 Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat
A soldier like Geronimo

And come through cocking the pound
When they put twin up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
Poster child yeah, Air Force with the crocodile checks
One poster wild sex

Money and murder, is all I in my life
full of judges and chasing enemies in the night
Through the Henney I see the of the devil
G with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

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

I thought 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' back up snatched you out the casket

Worms in my eyes through my cabbage
It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
With the 'Pac keeping the shot money,

They really want no drama, I know your goon's
That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound
This God given, He keep giving me better
So every time you hear me, my present improvement

Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing
are evolution 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 repping
You got the same that you had when I loaded it for you
You never used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

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

Young nation just to get this
Just to get this