Luyện nghe bài hát Magnum Force

Intro/chorus: all

This out to my magnum force
When we lay a nigga out come and drag him off
May the force be me and if not our fault
For life, fuck alla

Yo you manage this (manage this) the bomb scandalous
From to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random shit
But can you get, with the tall sean manuscript
Man you shit, all up in your pants when the cannon
Man I flip, on for no apparent reason
Squeezin at you heathens, to stop you from breathin
When the cops come he bleedin, I think he need cpr
See we are the illest out that's on your tv pah
So when you greet me pah, have your fuckin shit straight
Your fifth make, move, I think your shit fake
You fishcake, whatever the fuck dictate
The shit great, higher shows made by rick lake
You'll lick eight, shots at them who be fuckin with
International irrational got you ruckus bitch
Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start shit
Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's for settin shit

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When the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin
V.o., novacainin my through the strugglin
Easin the agony, postponin the
Smoke some weed, out my memory momentarily
my every motion, cautious coastin
I see the blue and white scopin, slowly
Eyeballin me and my sons, we the ones
With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last
So they can get rocks off, sound they glocks off
Light my off, gangsta nab niggaz bump cops off
from red scotch, got a dead shot
Jamaicans in the spot'll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam
Hit the swats a cinder block off the rooftop
Regulatin, livest motherfuckers on side
Bitches dick ride, stone soldiers with eyes

Keep on talkin aight? get more than your style up
You see me? don't say shit pink panther
You too much like run'n'them and your breath smell like pampers
Get the fuck out by dr. david banner
Dj at the bar be act records got dandruff
Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and they hands up
You this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up
So who wanna we'll learn you some manners, God damn ya
You niggaz me sick as cancer, I slam ya
Whole of emcees, dj's and your dancer
Half-steppers can't run, panic catch a
a new hamstrung, I stick niggaz for ransom
? again now they got front, I slap at random
Deflate egos you too gassed off the mylanta
Take your dough and hoe and dissapear like the
Send her back pullin her hands up, singin the m.f.c.
Man dem, strong samson, shorty and jux
Cause I'm that nigga rock heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome
But scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta
plantains, any questions boo-yaa your answer

Aiyyo I'm through this life shit with the only fam I got
My triple r rated steady blowin up spots
You think not it's little rock we bust at your car
And leave you stretched in your ride like fake rap stars

This shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your scramblin
All panickin'll get your shit ran up in
I can't stand it when mc's get ramblin
Have abandon them from slugs that my cannon send
In this land of sin they break fool for the chips
Over jewels and whips pack my and my clips

So when we start to bust clips on y'all, niggaz
The straight, dead position when my go boom
this tune, all into your fuckin doom
We move through these evil steady holdin chrome

My rep niggaz stay mashin, big up my on ?
Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops
Your is has-beens, gaspin from the ass slashin
The repz baby, time for action,

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2x

Throw y'all fingers up in the air
Say, "fuck y'all niggaz, we care!"
is bon jov', oh oh
We run up on foes, oh oh oh oh oh
Niggaz think they fuckin with my force
Cause when we lay a nigga out come and drag him off
May the force be me and if not our fault
For life, fuck alla
Hehehehe, see
Slogan is made of be with me
Not our
You can't fuck with that? you all
is bon jov'..