Luyện nghe bài hát Love & War

I a rumor in the street, muthafucka was gifted
Up and comin' nigga might to get with
One cat from BK, put him on your hit
Sauce Money, fat nigga rip

Heard him on a Tape loved the way he kicked it
All of a mad labels on his dick
But muthafuckas who bit it but couldn't fight it it
write it or spit it 'cause they couldn't fuck with it

Then the shit happened, the whole shit shifted
Tribute to Biggie, God your spirit
Made a mark, now we a place for the nigga
Marcy son, faced off Jigga

Now he only spittin' for that's kitted
felons and muthafuckas acquitted
Never for foul snitches but those who style
Ghetto crack sellin' pros and buck-wild

First thing they know, 'What's fuckin' with this shit?'
Jay-Z told 'em, look how he sold 'em
'99's my time to shine and 'em
ones with sons, guns, I still hold 'em

Fuck the law, this is what's in
When the album drop, we gon' rush the
I tell 'em hit it, song, come on, we all spit it
Get on with it, all my niggas screamin', 'We did it'

Love and war, and whores
Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and
We about to flow, blow, dough
On the low, forever shine, niggas better

They call me money-earner, received more blows Tina Turner
the top of the stove, Sauce keep a burner
Release that'll heat your sternum
the sickest, take a AIDS patient a whole week to learn 'em

So precise, got with surgeons
naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in
Nothin' is bound to my sound
The consensus in the street, he ain't fuckin'

Got a lot of to pop two things when it drop
Muthafuckas gonna cop and niggas get shot
But is just for the record, though
Niggas will get slow

If your cocked, check it, yo
No shit, till your hammer go click
Fuck these lame-brawl MC's, they all dick
I'm the S A U C E
clap at the best way when you see me, nigga

Love and war, and whores
Nickel-plated nines, and four-fours
We to flow, blow, stack dough
On the low, forever shine, niggas know