Luyện nghe bài hát Field Nigga Boogie (XLR8R Remix)

Take it back to the days when we us up
coward-ass rap made the game corrupt
P-Dog in the cut back to bring the
Puttin on they ass can't stand the rain
And bring heat over beats, and scratch the
In a "No Spin Zone," a scanadalous bitch
It's the of the (Bush Killa) back to bust
Just us for the justice, in God we
I truth to the youth, and shine the light
Take the red pill, up your eyes to life
In land of these crack fiends sheep and moles
See us the hold of the devil control
And roll deep, keep it for the streets
I'm the last sayin, get 'em bounds, retreat
Like ants in this war dance, if one
Ten more's in his place to the cause, it's all

[reggae chat

samples]
"This program includes re-enactments of scenes which depict real events
and contains material which is for" (HIP-HOP)
"Welcome to the show!"
[Dan Rather] "Today, drugs are coming into America than ever before"
"We have the best intelligence in the world, we can anything we wanna stop"
"You still may little about" - Dan Rather
"The C.I.A.'s involvement with lords"
"This was a, a dollar business"
"Even menacing" - D.R. "The C.I.A."
[D.R.] "Have into the drug trade, and are trying to take over the government"
"In the war", "on drugs" - D.R.
"Which is the C.I.A. on?"
"We need a change! We a change.." [x2]

"One of motherfuckers different"

Bringing you back you miss in hip-hop
truth sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-soldier radio
Word! "Pay attention real close, we begun"

[Immortal
Yeah! Technique, part of the rebel militia
Weapon I brandish, don't need the canvas to paint a
Fuck who you askin, I'll you what it is
It ain't motherfucker it's the way that we live
Party crashin, leavin the door a broke lock
And make a toast to the cancer of Murdoch
I got a hit, on the Wizard and the cyclops
And I'll be snipin, campus bike cops
Fuck around, and start blastin they kids
Payback, for what they did to John Africa's
These pigs talk a lot of shit, shit, wavin the
Can put it down and go the home wrapped in a flag
I have nothin but, empty for enemies
Strike me down, that'll give to ten of me
Forbidden chemistry, my verse is the dirty
Urban combat, year nigga it's on