Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

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

Sometimes I sit and
how many gonna die this summer
from the hummer
Now the sawed-off pumps lead across your beds
said: "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and puts us to hell
They started it, 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 waitin' on a combat call
Drinkin' hard liquor, smokin' mad loop and
So high, sometimes I even gotta they clips
I ain't mad at though, they dumps the ammo
in you, suspend you in here, hell
It's the time that the real niggas live for
on 'em, show, improve on 'em
All you bitches just stand back 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 to him, put my hand on his chest
Hole like an apple in the side of his
His eyes up, his body jerked once more
nothin' else to do but to go to war
Slide the in the chrome four-four
down the windows, hang the heat out the door
Catch all the fuckin' that I can tonight
Double-back on your bitch crew, broad

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

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

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

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