Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation, Revenge & Get Back

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

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

My heart flooded anger
Deep inside, but who
Life is dead, we like soldiers
So beware if you
we torture the ? ? ? ?
For what the you done done
across these niggas so now the war is on
We rob, strapped until they all drop
Shit, we actually blowing your bitch ass off the
So your glock clocked sucker!
For when I through
Dump around now your homies is nothing
20 til death,
Weed, on my breath
You for your fucking homies
none left!
Hangin out my niggas, real street niggas
hearts is cold hear, bust them triggers
Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street
Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a
Intoxication, ain't feeling you can feel
When the drive by suddenly
And was out to kill

(daz talking)
Yeah, your homeboy 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 keep my set to murder, so what the fuck!

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

I'm in the on my own
I will roam I gotta stay
My motto "you with us, you fucking get domed"
Two days niggas come back and sprayed us
Retaliation and get back time just to face it
We five deep, we jet out as we creep
Blowing niggas ? ? ? ? hollering side! long beach!!
My feud ain't with them niggas!
It's you
Got a gauge to your nigga what you goin do?
my business, for the cops come and get to snitching
Reaching to our so we can kick it
knows and we won't get caught
Continue stacking paper, moving on the block
I you knew! but now you know!
Don't ever ever around no more!
And that? and why not?
Cause it's my and I mash 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 going getch
We going getcha
We finshed finished
We getcha getcha
We getch getcha
We getch getcha
Before the automatic hitsya
We goin getcha
We getch getcha
We going getch