Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back

"To attack without knowing the strength is foolish
And after warned, to still attack, is stupid
People who are stupid just don't deserve to live
But strangely though, one does find, people who are stupid."

[Chorus:
Pop that trunk, get the K
Get to nigga, get the pump nigga
Come - RIGHT BACK; dump on a
Give him what he want if he we'll hunt for 'em all
be - RIGHT BACK; it's got to be like that
Expect niggaz not to you, kill him
And get it - BACK

Da 5'9"]
For those don't know me
Allow me to reintroduce
My name is (chk-chk, BOOM) 5-9 nigga bottom is
bye-bye if you out of wit him
Itemize y'all deaths in, chronological
Those gon' support him or idolize
All you do is try to dodge me
While you plottin my while I'm tryna rise now we got a problem
Cause if I'm surrounded, I'm
to out the pound and shoot, get on the phone
and still come - RIGHT BACK - wit a army of
It's all true, just armed with Uzis to resolve this
Good Lord, can you hear him
just still ballin, they feelin lawless, we kill 'em all
If it costs too much, we
It means if you floss too much your gums'll
That's why I don't talk with chumps, I was to thump
my way to 21 'til I was taught to come - RIGHT

For who don't know
Allow me to reintroduce
My name is (chk-chk, BOOM) Juan
Die real soft, fire in a then he blow
While you niggaz act raw your dawgs
revolvers gettin drawn, splash markin the walls
I don't know but I'm it to 'em
'em brutally with them Uzis man really amusin
how niggaz duckin, divin, hollerin, hidin under
bustin, bruisin they body, barely bouncin shit
like, why you lookin at me smirkin
I got a short man complex, murk a
bigger than me, taller than me, my squad in the
I slow ballin for sheez, all of you plead
Who wanna test? scrutinize you and your guys
Two of them nines, shoot them now 'less you wanna die
I'm stupid high, super sized blessin the dome
some long John Wayne shit, fuck is you on?
We comin..

[Interlude: Royce - a conversation]
(Man naw, that's Royce) Right, what's up wit it?
(Whattup nigga, where you been?) I been you
Somethin must be wrong with your right? (Yeah, yeah, no, yeah)
Ohh okay, up, you got that for me? (Naw, yeah, naw)
Naw? Alright well, I'ma get up here
cause I see you fun with your people (Nah shut up man)
Your man he's a funny guy and all (Yo hold up)
I'ma see you (Hold up Royce, hold on)

Vishis]
For those that don't me
Allow me to myself
My is (chk-chk, BOOM) yeah, Kid Vishis
That shit, listen, I hit henchmen
shotgun wit a shotgun, surprised when pellets flyin
And that was hatin us dyin
Roll them chaldeons that get mad if you call them an A-rab
You get stabbed for your antics
Stay rude shooters Rugers, put the block-a
out the windows guns cocked out "Air the coppa!"
All races are frown with heated ways (yeah!)
With somethin in the trunk that just like bass
Trust me, no mics, this gon' get ugly
Before the boys cuff me, "take that" Puffy
been hexed, squeeze this Tec
Shots hittin jugular veins, 'em taco necks
I rep my set, Rock City, you bet?
M.I.C. regardless, you niggaz, we comin.