Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

[Hell
Now...
If we was pro-ball, every game I'd be slamming on 'em
Step on my competition, yeah Duke I'm 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 A-rab's hitting me coke
And when we on the phone we be in some codes
A camel is an ounce, a is a brick
him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip
Yeah I know "Stafalla", but I'm tryna cop cars
Run up in the that's popping and cop the bar
And I hear is garbage to me
You where I be faggot, bring the drama to me
I'm Presidential nigga, Bush'll pay to me
I'm putting in alot of man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you need grams
I'm off by myself I don't need no Cam
I don't you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz
I don't if they small or some stocky niggaz
I just 'em then erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What they name again?....What they claim
Yeah faggots hated, cause I'm they rappers favorite
You so I got you assasinated
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, 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 was football, I'd be scoring touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
It's the circus though, I see some clowns (clowns)
I don't need you (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid (stupid hard!)
What you dealing How you feeling 'ock? (how you feel?)
My floors come up, spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)

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