Luyện nghe bài hát Rumors And War

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

Boy tried to ride, yeah he died, tha trigger just up on'a my finger tips, now anotha nigga
dead, tha 'lair speak foe
itself, it not be said, tha nigga had me in tha red, but I be damned if tha mud is bud, it's thug,
yeah. warriors and
rebels we fuckin slug, yeah. Don't dig in, util we get tha snitches that's tha playaz, neva no
tombstone was that slaya,
ass niggaz, we comin to lay ya. Don't think no one can save ya, tha Yard's to grave ya, snap.
Ripple, den I his
ass, tha who ins concerned, tha lesson to be learned. You get burned, to a 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,
rumors and war, cannot
fuck wit dem

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

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

Straight foe destruction, clear dat tunnel foe enternal torch'em into forces, 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, take a breath on tha guage, 'cause ah nigga be if I go back in that cave,
pump'em all, put ah 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 stay. I saw four torchures, on them mo's and stompin soldiaz,
infantry in, den we
to destroy ya, Lord ya into a trap, and snap that back. So ya betta be equipped and pack that
gat, slack, them
skoes, them crack, and'em hurt in tha dirt, now I'm it back

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

Credit hustlaz them bouncin tha top, and I'm 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, I'm bloody mo red rum, wet'em in ah battle 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, 180's and gone, runnin through
this thug town, dump tha
bullets, get ya down, what tha fuck, they wanna Flesh Bone.
make all bow down grab it,
givin up fort, yeah crazed to tha (wasteland, wasteland,
wasteland). You see dis so
when tha keep peepin tha creep up and make it, man. And if
you that you contain, well
stay foe yo shit, let yo hang, neva leave a gang ah Mo Thug
ass niggaz, true to tha shit, let
us ran on crome. Decapitator, playa hata, pap pap in it life
and I'm rollin. Always
souljah boys be pimpin two foe tha war, cockin'em back,
and bitches be fold it,
foldin, you