Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

Murderous state, can't keep my nine straight
on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to break
Show up and bow down, recognize
Westside, Row, Outlaw riders

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

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

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

Who you
One nation under a thug in scar
Young nation no and no cause
One nation young, black and 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 shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've been before
Fugitive task force at my door

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

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

Walking dead angels spending last by me
New Jersey Jon like Dave
George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat
A soldier Geronimo Pratt

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

and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges and chasing in the night
the Henney I see the eyes of the devil
G riding with extra boxes of to the nine in the shevil

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

I always thought I'd to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I wrote from the perspective of a box
You end up in a box 'cause of them grave 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 money, progressive

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

Y'all can't 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
try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever stupid

Claiming you repping
You got the same that you had when I loaded it for you
You used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the

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

Young nation just to get this
Just to get this