Luyện nghe bài hát Take 'Em to War

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Shit ain't gonna change.. FUKKIT!
to load 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 the murderers and felony offenders
who either bought time out, to get these tenders
(Surrender!) Nah, I'm goin out with a nigga
PATAKI, I gotta do my thang nigga
Forty-four mag, bustin action
Brains left in particles, and fractions
Grimm, the money stacker, heat
I'm lurkin, I'm waitin, attackin a linebacker
Fuck what you heard, pays
and always, unorthodox, I hold my sideways
We kill crews, hearts go
and if retaliation then yo fuck it, it just comes
(Yo who you?) I'm Dr. Death motherfucker heard of me?
your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery
I'm already dead, so nah, you can't me
cause quantities of entities enter me

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Since I for hire, rapid fire's what I require
Makin niggaz perspire, so send a message the wire
cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin
The '95 Davis and I'm wettin niggaz for wages
Queens is the home of 1, the felon
and ain't no tellin, when I'ma crack your fuckin
For the right amount of chips, I clips and hit whips
Leavin niggaz bloody, the leather seats is where the shit
with the pound-seven, I be creepin, rockin while they sleepin
Shots repeatin, faggot niggaz leakin
When I cock back the iron, niggaz is dyin, to Zion
cause the pound-cake, like a lion
son, niggaz be collapsin, cause my weapons is
ready for action, makin your heart contractions
In the underworld, gallery niggaz lose calories
my salary's based on fatalities

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[Kool G.
I come to get some motherfuckin wreck but first I gotta
umm vest check, uncheck, clip one check, two check, I'm set
So let a motherfucker move a
When I tussle they'll be piecin niggaz back like puzzles
Cause Kool G. Rap is for bringin mad noise, a bad boy
When I was always carried guns, I never had toys
Grimm, gimme the infrared they see me and I'm red dots
on niggaz to makin motherfuckers indian
You got Go get yourself a wreath, because it's murder
cause I put holes in my beef like fuckin Castle burgers
So now I gots to run up on a clown 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 rainin on him (faster nigga) oh we're gainin on him
(oh shit he's with else) fukkit, put his brain on him
Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the out his seat
When find him, he'll be a backseat driver
But I ain't finished the trigger yet, I'm lightin up a cigarette
Bang bang, I left the other wet
It's G. Rap baby, you know me, you try to this
I split your fuckin top and a fingerprint on purpose!