Luyện nghe bài hát Love & War

I heard a rumor in the street, muthafucka was
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 clue? Tape the way he kicked it
All of a mad labels on his dick
But who bit it but couldn't fight it forget it
Couldn't write it or spit it they couldn't fuck with it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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