Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack City

This is, ghetto warfare, heavy warfare
Prepare, get on post and stand clear
If you it, defend it, start it, we'll end it
highly recommended, listen, this is

Ghetto warfare, metal warfare
Prepare, get on your and stand clear
The Brownsville sluggers, about to

it back, yo I'm tired of you herbs
Gettin' on my
to be drug dealers, and killers

You fold up, up, let me ease the grip
So can jack talkin' 'bout how many keys you flip
Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you
This li'l get to poppin', pistol grippin' and cockin'
'Cuz nine times ten

I'm guaranteed to you stragglin'
Plus I bag emcees babblin'
I ain't to hear ya but I'm about ready to ear ya out
Get the and clear ya out

'Cuz you's a part time felon, kid yellin'
Before I send a slug through melon
I'm a case, don't make me bash your face
You sittin', I'm sittin on like Masta Ace

It's live nigga, no jive, the guns blast
I be wreckin' like the fuckin' Jamaicans at
It ain't you from it's where ya at
And where you be at times, you don't have fuckin' gat
So chill with your riff raff, your staff
Is some new cats, in New Jack City

This is, warfare, heavy metal warfare
Prepare, get on your and stand clear
If you it, defend it, start it, we'll end it
highly recommended, listen, this is

Ghetto warfare, heavy metal
Prepare, get on your post and clear
The Brownsville sluggers, to attack

Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new of rap dudes
With fake attitudesthat refuse to by the rules
It's a shame the way they be the game
They then go to something I would tell lies

These fake thugs replace slugs that's have to nigga
Actin' like he want it no one see my niggas
Firing still firing, fuckin wit old timers
Wit rhymers ready to come out of
Stoppin' traffic, a classic
(M O P)
Puttin' you bitch ass niggas in you lil bastards

Don't know this rap shit, get
My family is ready to lynch, and before all you devils and sins
Raw breed indeed, we proceed to give you you need
You way out of your league

the, warpath, O.G. staff
Ambidextrous and I'll tear your maggot ass in
My family don't a fuck about you
How 'bout I, jump up and smack the out you
Get at 'em took you down the Firing Squad
Wit no pity, this New Jack City