Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

Murderous mind state, can't my nine straight
Sipping on Hennessey, waiting for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down,
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

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

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

Niggas is under me, bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now want to really see
Bomb my motto 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 revolution and no
One nation young, black and by far
Young just trying to get this

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 I've been here before
task force at my girlfriend's door

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

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

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

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

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

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

I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I wrote from the 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 eyes eating my cabbage
It's the to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
With the 'Pac keeping the money, progressive

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

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

Claiming you repping
You got the same bullets you had when I loaded it for you
You never it, the none sareen 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
nation just trying to get this

Young just trying to get this
Just trying to get