Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back

(daz talking)
I want them 20 pores bwoy,
Get sharp sticks!
We're to la la land
(hahaha)we're going to the
We're going to serve motherfuckers tonight
Boy you got shit?
ass nigga!
You static!?
Yo! go get the homeboys!
We got a at the park, don't be late!

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

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

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

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

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

I'm in the on my own
I will I gotta stay strong
My motto "you with us, you fucking get domed"
Two days later niggas come and sprayed us
Retaliation and get back time just to face it
We five cars deep, we jet out as we
Blowing niggas ? ? ? ? hollering east side! beach!!
My feud ain't with them niggas!
with you
Got a gauge to your head nigga what you do?
Handle my business, for the cops and get to snitching
to our destination so we can kick it
Nobody knows and we get caught
Continue paper, moving cavi on the block
I you knew! but now you know!
Don't ever ever around no more!
And why's that? and why
Cause it's my money and I for my block!

(yelling and swearing)

The gang! daz dillenger!
all y'all bitch ass niggas the fuck out!
You better out!
here we come, come,
We goin getcha
We going getcha
We getch getcha
We finshed finished
We getcha getcha
We going getch
We going getch
Before the hitsya hitsya
We goin getcha
We going getch
We getch getcha