Luyện nghe bài hát Magnum Force

Intro/chorus: all

goes out to my magnum force
When we lay a nigga out come and drag him off
May the force be with me and if not our
For life, fuck y'all

Yo you can't manage (manage this) the bomb scandalous
here to los angeles, ruckus tossin the random shit
But can you get, with the nigga tall manuscript
Man you shit, all up in pants when the cannon click
Man I flip, on niggaz for no reason
Squeezin at you heathens, to stop you from breathin
the cops come he bleedin, I think he need some cpr
See we are the niggaz out that's on your tv pah
So when you greet me pah, better have your fuckin straight
fifth make, nobody move, I think your shit fake
You fishcake, whatever the ruck dictate
The shit great, higher than shows made by rick
You'll lick eight, shots at them niggaz who be with
irrational beat got you ruckus bitch
Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin
the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin shit

[rustee
When the get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls
V.o., novacainin my through the strugglin
the agony, postponin the misery
Smoke some weed, out my memory momentarily
Calculatin my every motion, coastin
I see the blue and scopin, slowly approachin
me and my sons, like we the ones
With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the last
So can get they rocks off, sound they glocks off
Light my blocks off, gangsta nab bump cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a dead
Jamaicans in the dread blow a fed top
a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam lock
Hit the swats with a cinder block off the
Regulatin, livest motherfuckers on this
Bitches dick ride, soldiers with brick eyes

Keep on talkin aight? get more than your rammed up
You see me? don't say shit like pink
You talk too much like 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 "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up
You this man's ruff, so my man ruck could do stand up
So who wanna battle? we'll learn you manners, God damn ya
You niggaz me sick as cancer, I slam ya
crew of emcees, dj's and your dancer
Half-steppers can't run, catch a tantrum
Teared a new hamstrung, I stick niggaz for
? again now they got front, I slap cats at
Deflate your egos you too off the mylanta
your dough and hoe and dissapear like the phantom
Send her back pullin her up, singin the m.f.c. anthem
Man dem, strong samson, shorty and jux
I'm that nigga rock from heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome
But that, bring handguns, my crew sorta bananas
Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa answer

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

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

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

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

* "what's" uttered by bccers *

2x

Throw y'all middle 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 my magnum 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, alla y'all
Hehehehe, see
Slogan is made of force be me
Not our
You can't with that? fuck you all
is bon jov'..