Luyện nghe bài hát Rumors And War

Two glocks foe tha war, niggaz die foe that
If I lay me down to sleep, I'd die foe SCT
Mo Murda's jumpin on that Clair side, foe that late (rumors and war)
Just cannot fuck wit them
(repeat)

Boy tried to ride, yeah he died, tha trigger just slipped up on'a my finger tips, now nigga
dead, 'cause tha 'lair foe
itself, it must not be said, tha nigga had me in tha red, but I be damned if tha mud is bud, thug,
yeah. These and
rebels we fuckin slug, yeah. Don't dig in, util we get tha snitches that's tha playaz, neva no
tombstone was slaya, trick
ass niggaz, we comin to lay ya. Don't think no one can save ya, tha ready to grave ya, snap.
Ripple, den I his
ass, tha who ins concerned, tha to be learned. You get burned, to a crispy clean and you
earn, and you wit
cheese, but I'm sick and tired ah ya niggaz talkin shit. I'm sick and tired ah ya nigga shit,
and war, just cannot
fuck wit dem

Put'em all in tha dirt, when tha glock pop slugs, slippin them box, this chamber, wit my glock
cop danger, hustla, just
give it on up to tha guage that Shifta, that soldia, stoke ya, just a level doin homocide and
murda, that's tha way Mo Thugs gon' serve ya. You that buck, and closin that trunk, I'm sendin
body to hades. I'm slangin mo' slugs, round Mo Thug, bitch, 'cause nigga them crazy. Insane, see,
it's this nigga when I'm havin that chronic. Stayin high, escape tha murderis games we play,
soldiaz anotha day

hello, infantry. Hello hello, infantry
Nigga can't fuck wit tha SCT's, you nigga can't fuck wit tha
This too mothafuckin strong, this clique too mothafuckin strong
My niggaz be all year long. My niggaz be thuggin all year long
(repeat)

Straight foe destruction, clear dat foe enternal torch'em into forces, cold deform'em, then
distortin, set ah up foe
tha slaughter. We get allegiance, keep confusin, dilutin my recavity, try to and dodge, don't
wanna bade your
casualty. So I stop, a breath on tha guage, 'cause ah nigga be damned if I go back in that cave,
all, put ah slug on
my thug, gotta put them coppaz on off in that grave. And much too late, I can't be saved. I tried
to pray, so is the
only way, deep in hell is where I'll stay. I saw four torchures, on mo's and stompin soldiaz,
infantry in, den we
come to destroy ya, Lord ya a trap, and snap that back. So ya betta be equipped and pack that
gat, slack, them
skoes, them crack, and'em in tha dirt, now I'm runnin it back

We are Mo thug, we are Mo
Mighty mighty warriors, mighty warriors
loaded, guages loaded
Ghetto bound soldiaz, ghetto soldiaz
(repeat)

Credit them bouncin tha top, and I'm chin up on my glide, foe tha nasty, droppin down to
them SCT's, pullin on bitches stay down foe double clop it kill ya. Murda plot foe tha
money, seven I'm bloody mo red rum, wet'em in ah hell and nigga gun gun blast, buck shot
blows, you choose, wit ah 44 and it was laughin at you.
in tha mash, foe safety,
betch you this race on this, dead and gone, runnin through
this punk town, dump tha
bullets, get ya down, tha fuck, they wanna test Flesh Bone.
make all bow down grab it,
givin up fort, yeah to tha wasteland (wasteland, wasteland,
wasteland). You see dis so
when tha keep peepin tha creep up and make it, man. And if
you claim you contain, well
stay foe yo shit, let yo nuts hang, neva leave a ah Mo Thug
ass niggaz, true to tha shit, let
us ran on crome. Decapitator, playa hata, pap pap in it this
and I'm rollin. Always
boys be pimpin two glocks foe tha war, cockin'em back,
popin'em and bitches be it,
foldin, you