Luyện nghe bài hát Take 'Em to War

Chorus: [all

Shit ain't never change.. FUKKIT!
Time to the clips - THEN WE TAKE EM TO WAR
Niggaz wanna - THEN WE TAKE EM TO WAR
Break a nigga proper - THEN WE BREAK HIM SOME

I represent the murderers and felony
who either bought time out, to get these tenders
(Surrender!) Nah, I'm goin out with a bang
FUCK PATAKI, I gotta do my nigga
Forty-four mag, bustin into
Brains in particles, fragments and fractions
Grimm, the stacker, heat packer
I'm lurkin, I'm waitin, like a linebacker
Fuck you heard, crime pays
and always, unorthodox, I hold my sideways
We kill crews, hearts go
and if retaliation comes yo fuck it, it just comes
(Yo who you?) I'm Dr. motherfucker ever heard of me?
your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery
I'm already dead, so nah, you murder me
cause quantities of entities me evilly

repeat 2X

Since I murder for hire, fire's what I require
Makin perspire, so send a message through the wire
cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin
The '95 Larry Davis and I'm wettin for wages
is the home of 1, the known felon
and no tellin, when I'ma crack your fuckin melon
For the right of chips, I spit clips and hit whips
Leavin niggaz bloody, the leather seats is the shit drips
with the pound-seven, I be creepin, rockin while they sleepin
repeatin, leavin faggot niggaz leakin
When I back the iron, niggaz is dyin, marchin to Zion
cause the pound-cake, like a lion
Word son, niggaz be collapsin, my weapons is
ready for action, makin heart catch contractions
In the underworld, shootin gallery niggaz lose
cause my salary's based on

Chorus: 2X

G. Rap]
Here I come to get some motherfuckin wreck but I gotta
umm check, uncheck, clip one check, clip two check, I'm set
So let a move a muscle
When I tussle they'll be piecin niggaz like fuckin puzzles
Kool G. Rap is known for bringin mad noise, a bad boy
When I was always carried guns, I never had toys
Grimm, the infrared they see me and I'm puttin red dots
on niggaz foreheads to makin indian
You got beef? Go get yourself a wreath, it's murder
I put holes in my beef like fuckin White Castle burgers
So now I gots to run up on a with the fo'-pound
Cock back, black, gun a nigga down
I see em, he's comin out the fuckin
and into a BM, shit!
Put in my clip and then I into the ride that my man had
Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to
I'm on him (faster nigga) oh yeah we're gainin on him
(oh shit he's somebody else) fukkit, put his brain on him
Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the out his seat
they find him, he'll be a backseat driver
But I ain't finished with the yet, I'm lightin up a cigarette
Bang bang, I the other nigga wet
It's G. Rap baby, you know me, you try to hurt
I split your top and leave a fingerprint on purpose!