Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I scared
Outlaw, and best believe they 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 life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and than a bitch
Me dying? You think let them see joy from that shit?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Young just trying to get this
trying to get this