Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back

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

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

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

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

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

(daz talking)
Yeah, when I get wet, they're ain't I won't do
So your mind to something new
remeber
Revenge, retaliation, murder, get

I'm in the on my own
I will roam I stay strong
My motto "you fuck with us, you get domed"
Two days niggas come back and sprayed us
Retaliation and get this 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 other niggas!
It's you
Got a gauge to your head nigga what you do?
my business, for the cops come and get to snitching
Reaching to our destination so we can it
Nobody knows and we get caught
Continue stacking paper, moving on the block
I you knew! but now you know!
Don't ever come around no more!
And why's and why not?
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 watch out!
here we come, come,
We goin getcha
We getch getcha
We going getch
We ain't finshed
We goin getcha
We going getcha
We getch getcha
the automatic hitsya hitsya
We goin getcha
We getch getcha
We getch getcha