Luyện nghe bài hát Magnum Force

Intro/chorus: all

This goes out to my magnum
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

Yo you manage this (manage this) the bomb scandalous
From here to los angeles, tossin the random shit
But can you get, the nigga tall sean manuscript
Man you shit, all up in your pants the cannon click
Man I flip, on niggaz for no apparent
Squeezin shots at you heathens, to stop you breathin
When the cops come he bleedin, I think he 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 make, nobody move, I think your shit fake
You fishcake, whatever the fuck dictate
The shit great, higher than shows made by lake
You'll lick eight, shots at them who be fuckin with
irrational beat got you ruckus bitch
Enough of this, bullshit talkin start wettin shit
Peep the etiquette of a that's known for settin shit

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the weather get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls
V.o., my sufferin through the strugglin
the agony, postponin the misery
Smoke some weed, blank out my momentarily
Calculatin my every motion, 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 ones
So they can get they rocks off, sound they off
Light my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a shot
Jamaicans in the spot'll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on slam
Hit the swats with a cinder block off the
Regulatin, livest motherfuckers on side
Bitches dick ride, stone soldiers brick eyes

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

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

shit right here I'm handlin'll leave your head scramblin
All that panickin'll get shit ran up in
I can't stand it when mc's get ramblin
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my send
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 on y'all, niggaz assume
The straight, dead position when my lead go
Embeddin tune, all into your fuckin doom
We move through evil streets steady holdin chrome

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

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