Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the same happens
fuckin' funerals, dead homies
Niggas out killin' each other
I don't why
And when it to you
just can't turn the fuckin' cheek
Gotta get back for dead niggas
Yeah I'm up to

Sometimes I sit and
how many motherfuckers gonna die this
Gunshots from the
Now the sawed-off riot pumps lead across your
They "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and puts us to hell
They started it, there's no way to it, we'll end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father style - all to get buckwild
my niggas ball, other half ain't got it all
They stay up at nights waitin' on a call
hard liquor, smokin' mad loop and shit
So high, sometimes I even gotta they clips
I ain't mad at though, they dumps the ammo
in you, suspend you in here, yeah
It's the time that the real live for retaliation
Move on 'em, show, on 'em
All you bitches just stand back and watch
Me, I'm oilin' up the Heckler &
I gots no love, for busters, who put the work in
I can still see my boys' body jerkin'
I ran over to him, put my hand on his
like an apple in the side of his neck
His eyes up, his body jerked once more
There's else to do but to go to war
Slide the hollow-tips in the chrome
Roll down the windows, hang the out the door
Catch all the bodies that I can tonight
Double-back on your bitch crew, broad

Ice-T]
There's no allowed in these ghetto streets
Grab your guns, 'em off, when ya hit your leak
Tell me what would you do if killed your best friend?
Could you keep your cool, the wounds mend?
If I said "peace", I'll be a liar
("I'm lettin' off until my arms tired" - and scratched]) Retaliation

Been packin' straps so long I some permanent bruise in my leg
Better than dead
Now it's time to show you I'm trained for in this
Rally up the relentless
Make ya it was the wrong crew ya fuck with
Now it's on bitches, guys are than shit
You musta not a when you fuckin' hit that day
Or maybe you di, dyin' anyway
And not just you, some of family
To tell you the truth any body we see
You might just wanna turn into me
To save your hood pain of my treachery
You fucked up, we know who you are, where ya
We got your ran up to a cop on the tick
hit your block so hard, you'll swear it was an earthquake
Squeeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib
I know you're hard, livin' on your last day
Or maybe, laughin', thinkin' that you got away
I don't a fuck, I won't sleep
Till one of us lays me and my
That's the of these triggers
If ya smart, ya probably make a out of state
We'll just snatch your kid, your fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll ya down South, lay your ass out straight
no where to run, it's time to meet your make
You got one chance, arm your whole crew
I stop my fuckin' niggas if I wanted to

Ice-T]
There's no innocence allowed in ghetto streets
Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit leak
Tell me what would you do if they killed your friend?
you keep your cool, would the wounds mend?
If I said "peace", I'll be a motherfuckin'
("I'm lettin' off until my tired" - [cut and scratched])

("Lettin' off my arms tired" - [cut and scratched])