Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the shit happens
More funerals, dead homies
out here killin' each other
I know why
And it happens to you
just can't turn the other fuckin'
Gotta get back for your niggas
I'm caught up to

Sometimes I sit and
how many motherfuckers die this summer
Gunshots the hummer
Now the sawed-off riot pumps across your beds
said: "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then us to hell
They started it, there's no way to mend it, end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
style - all prepared to get buckwild
Half my niggas ball, other half got it all
stay up at nights waitin' on a combat call
Drinkin' hard liquor, smokin' mad and shit
So high, sometimes I even gotta they clips
I mad at them though, they dumps the ammo
in you, suspend you in here, hell
It's the time that the real live for retaliation
on 'em, show, improve on 'em
All you punk bitches just stand and watch
Me, I'm oilin' up the & Gotch
I gots no love, for busters, who put the work in
I can still see my fuckin' body jerkin'
I ran over to him, put my on his chest
Hole like an apple in the side of his
His eyes glanced up, his jerked once more
There's nothin' to do but to go to war
Slide the hollow-tips in the four-four
Roll the windows, hang the heat out the door
Catch all the bodies that I can tonight
Double-back on your bitch crew, broad

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

Been packin' straps so I gots some permanent bruise in my leg
Better that dead
Now it's time to show you what I'm trained for in
up the wolfpack-attack relentless
Make ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck
Now it's on bitches, guys are darker shit
You musta not a when you fuckin' hit that day
Or maybe you di, you're dyin'
And not just you, of your family
To tell you the truth any body we see
You might just wanna turn yourself me
To your hood pain of my crews' treachery
You up, we know who you are, where ya live
We got your place ran up to a cop on the
We'll hit your block so hard, swear it was an earthquake
Squeeze off the fully-auto, your whole crib shake
I know you're breathin' hard, livin' on last day
Or maybe, you're laughin', that you got away
I don't give a fuck, I sleep
Till one of us me and my nigga
the fear of these triggers
If ya smart, ya probably make a out of state
We'll just snatch your kid, your fuckin' bitch and wait
catch ya down South, lay your ass out straight
There's no to run, it's time to meet your make
You got one chance, arm your whole damn
I couldn't stop my fuckin' niggas if I to

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

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