Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the same shit
More fuckin' funerals, homies
out here killin' each other
I don't why
And it happens to you
can't turn the other fuckin' cheek
Gotta get for your 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 said: "Mama, less you strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then puts us to
They it, there's no way to mend it, we'll end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father style - all prepared to get
Half my niggas ball, other half got it all
They stay up at nights waitin' on a call
Drinkin' hard liquor, mad loop and shit
So high, sometimes I gotta load they clips
I mad at them though, they dumps the ammo
in you, suspend you in here, hell
It's the time that the niggas live for retaliation
Move on 'em, show, on 'em
All you punk bitches just 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 fuckin' boys' body
I ran to him, put my hand on his chest
Hole like an apple in the of his neck
His eyes glanced up, his body jerked 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
all the fuckin' bodies that I can tonight
Double-back on your crew, broad daylight

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

Been packin' so long I gots some permanent bruise in my leg
that than dead
Now time to show you what I'm trained for in this
up the wolfpack-attack relentless
Make ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck
Now it's on bitches, guys are than shit
You musta not a known you fuckin' hit that day
Or you di, you're dyin' anyway
And not just you, some of your
To tell you the truth any body we see
You might just wanna turn into me
To save hood pain of my crews' treachery
You fucked up, we who you are, where ya live
We got place 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 breathin' hard, livin' on last day
Or maybe, you're laughin', thinkin' you got away
I don't a fuck, I won't sleep
one of us lays me and my nigga
That's the fear of these
If ya smart, ya probably a break out of state
We'll just snatch your kid, grab fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll catch ya down South, lay ass out straight
There's no where to run, it's to meet your make
You got one chance, arm your whole damn
I couldn't stop my fuckin' niggas if I to

[Chorus:
There's no innocence allowed in these streets
Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your
Tell me what would you do if they killed best friend?
you keep your cool, would the wounds mend?
If I said "peace", I'll be a liar
("I'm lettin' off until my arms tired" - and scratched])

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