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 to the moon
We're going to these 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!

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

My flooded with anger
inside, but who cares
Life is dead, we like soldiers
So beware if you
we torture the ? ? ? ?
For the fuck you done done
across these niggas so now the war is on
We rob, strapped busting until all drop
Shit, we actually blowing your ass off the block
So keep your clocked sucker!
For I come through
Dump around something now your is nothing
20 til death,
Weed, on my breath
You looking for your fucking
none left!
Hangin out with my niggas, street niggas
They hearts is cold hear, bust triggers
Taping flicks, pictures, modifying the street
Drinking liquer, shermed out, high as a
Intoxication, feeling that you can feel
the cops drive by suddenly
And was out to kill

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

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

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

I'm in the on my own
I will roam I stay strong
My "you fuck with us, you fucking get domed"
Two days later niggas 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 ain't with them other niggas!
It's you
Got a gauge to your nigga what you goin do?
Handle my business, for the come and get to snitching
Reaching to our destination so we can it
Nobody and we won't get caught
stacking paper, moving cavi on the block
I you knew! but now you know!
ever ever come around no more!
And why's that? and why
it's my money and I mash for my block!

(yelling and swearing)

The gang! daz dillenger!
Taking all y'all bitch ass the fuck out!
You watch out!
here we come, come,
We getcha getcha
We going getch
We going getch
We ain't finished
We getcha getcha
We getch getcha
We going getch
Before the hitsya hitsya
We goin getcha
We going getch
We getch getcha