Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back

(daz talking)
I them 20 dollar pores bwoy,
Get your sticks!
We're going to la la
(hahaha)we're going to the
We're going to serve motherfuckers tonight
Boy you got your
ass nigga!
You static!?
Yo! go get the homeboys!
We got a meeting at the park, be late!

They say the streets ain't safe no
For us youngsters,
Take the chance to achieve and live the of a busta
Gather up all the matter, yeah, we
Many stories told, we analyze
See we bang for this colour and only colour
Kill any colour, that ain't our
Get it in head what's done what's done said
on the wall for all my homies that's dead
I can't you homie
Drinkin and smoking because I'm
all these motherfuckers cause they phony

My heart flooded anger
inside, but who cares
Life is dead, we like soldiers
So beware if you
Then we the ? ? ? ?
For the fuck you done done
Jump these niggas so now the war is on
We rob, busting until they all drop
Shit, we actually blowing bitch ass off the block
So keep your glock sucker!
For when I come
Dump something now your homies is nothing
20 til death,
Weed, alcohol on my
You looking for fucking homies
Ain't left!
out with my niggas, real street niggas
They hearts is cold hear, bust them
Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street
Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a
Intoxication, ain't feeling that you can
When the drive by suddenly
And was out to kill

(daz talking)
Yeah, tell your that!
on sight!
Everytime we see y'all ass

Now I'm shot!
made it!
Killed of my homies, it's gang-related
Now what's for us, we load up
But keep adjust my set to murder, so the fuck!

(daz talking)
Yeah, I get wet, they're ain't nothing I won't do
So intoxicate your to something new
remeber
Revenge, retaliation, murder, get

I'm in the on my own
I will roam I gotta stay
My "you fuck with us, you fucking get domed"
Two later niggas come back and sprayed us
and get back this time just to face it
We cars deep, we jet out as we creep
Blowing ? ? ? ? hollering east side! long beach!!
My feud with them other niggas!
with you
Got a gauge to your head nigga what you do?
my business, for the cops come and get to snitching
Reaching to our so we can kick it
Nobody and we won't get caught
Continue stacking paper, moving on the block
I you knew! but now you know!
ever ever come around no more!
And why's and why not?
Cause it's my and I mash for my block!

(yelling and swearing)

The gang! daz dillenger!
Taking all y'all bitch ass niggas the out!
You better out!
'cause we come, come,
We getcha getcha
We going getch
We getch getcha
We ain't finished
We goin getcha
We getch getcha
We going getcha
Before the automatic hitsya
We getcha getcha
We getch getcha
We getch getcha