Luyện nghe bài hát Magnum Force

Intro/chorus: all

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

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

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

Keep on talkin aight? get more than your rammed up
You see me? say shit like pink panther
You talk too much like run'n'them and breath smell like pampers
Get knocked the fuck out by dr. banner
Dj at the bar be act records got dandruff
Makin niggaz "oh! oh!" and throw they hands up
You know this man's ruff, so my man ruck do stand up
So who wanna battle? we'll learn you some manners, God ya
You niggaz make me as cancer, I slam ya
Whole crew of emcees, dj's and dancer
can't run, panic catch a tantrum
Teared a new hamstrung, I stick for ransom
? again now got front, I slap cats at random
your egos you too gassed off the mylanta
Take your dough and hoe and dissapear like the
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 scrape that, bring handguns, my crew sorta
Like plantains, any questions boo-yaa answer

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

shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin
All panickin'll get your shit ran up in
I can't it when mc's get caught ramblin
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon
In this land of sin where they break 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 position when my go boom
Embeddin this tune, all into fuckin doom
We move through these evil streets steady chrome

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

* "what's" uttered by various *

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 magnum
when we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off
May the force be with me and if not our
For life, fuck y'all
Hehehehe, see
Slogan is made of force be me
Not our
You can't fuck that? fuck you all
is bon jov'..