Luyện nghe bài hát Magnum Force

Intro/chorus: all

This goes out to my force
When we lay a nigga out they come and him off
May the force be me and if not our fault
For life, alla y'all

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

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When the get free yo I hate the scene, drinkin seagulls
V.o., novacainin my through the strugglin
the agony, postponin the misery
Smoke weed, blank out my memory momentarily
Calculatin my motion, cautious coastin
I see the blue and white scopin, approachin
me and my sons, like we the ones
With the stashed guns, hopin we run, like the ones
So they can get they rocks off, they glocks off
my blocks off, gangsta nab niggaz bump cops off
Drunk from red scotch, got a dead
in the dread spot'll blow a fed top
Chop a pig into hamhocks, got it on lock
Hit the swats with a cinder off the rooftop
Regulatin, motherfuckers on this side
Bitches ride, stone soldiers with brick eyes

Keep on talkin aight? get more than your rammed up
You see me? don't say like pink panther
You talk too much like run'n'them and your breath smell pampers
Get knocked the fuck out by dr. david
Dj at the bar be act like got dandruff
Makin niggaz scream "oh! oh!" and throw they 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 make me sick as cancer, I ya
Whole crew of emcees, and your dancer
Half-steppers can't run, catch a tantrum
Teared a new hamstrung, I stick for ransom
? again now they got front, I cats at random
Deflate egos you too gassed off the mylanta
Take your dough and hoe and dissapear the phantom
Send her back pullin her hands up, the m.f.c. anthem
Man dem, like samson, shorty and jux
Cause I'm that nigga rock heltah skeltah plus I'm handsome
But scrape that, handguns, my crew sorta bananas
plantains, any questions boo-yaa your answer

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

This 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 get caught ramblin
Have crews abandon them from slugs that my cannon
In this land of sin where they fool for the chips
Over jewels and whips pack my tool and my

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

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

* "what's" uttered by various *

2x

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