Luyện nghe bài hát War

[Intro: Hell
Yea sound like a movie right here
fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
& Gunsmoke! DIPSET!

[Hell
Now...
If we was playing pro-ball, every I'd be slamming on 'em
Step on my competition, Duke I'm standing on them
I ran up on 'em, pussy ain't his hammer on him
the cannon on 'em, blammed it on 'em, 'til I jammed it on 'em
I got some hitting me with coke
And when we on the phone we be in some codes
A camel is an ounce, a is a brick
Tell him I need 5 kufis, and me on the strip
Yeah I "Stafalla", but I'm tryna cop some cars
Run up in the club popping and cop the bar
And everything I hear is to me
You know where I be faggot, bring the to me
I'm nigga, Bush'll pay homage to me
I'm putting in alot of man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you some grams
I'm poppin off by myself I need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got niggaz
I don't care if they small or some niggaz
I just grace 'em erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What they again?....What they claim again?
Yeah these hated, cause I'm they rappers favorite
You procrastinated so I got you
'em up, bang bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
Thought he was a gorilla? Nah, he a monkey

2X: Cam'Ron]
WE BLASTIN' BIG (TECS!)
BIG CHECKS (CH-CHING!)
NIGGA'S RIGHT?....I AIN'T HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!)
WE'LL LEAVE THE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET)
AND THE GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!"

DIIIIPSET!
If this was football, I'd be scoring (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
It's the circus though, I see some clowns (clowns)
I don't you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you 'ock? (how you feel?)
My floors come up, walls spin, drop (DROP!)

Not the crib the car when I wheel or not (not a house)
a partition....bath, bar, kitchen
Yeah, pa' (shitting), they say y'all didn't (YES WE DID!)
Every car driven....yeah from hard (hard living)
Hang with Mariah, spent the night with
tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
Just dog, "word to eveerything"?
YES, word to everything now focus on this bling
Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti
Cheddy heavy so fuck some petty king (fuck all that)
Can't be nice Can't be arrogant
I stab a over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobster's
You don't us right? We got ya momma boppin' (true)
She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the be bigger"? (usually)
That's a baby mama car you can't me nigga
My Royce a mill, chain a half a mill
Earrings 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill