Luyện nghe bài hát War

[Intro: Rell]
Yea this 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 have his hammer on him
pulled the cannon on 'em, it on 'em, 'til I jammed it on 'em
I got some A-rab's hitting me with
And when we on the we be speaking in some codes
A is an ounce, a kufi 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 that's popping and cop the bar
And everything I hear is to me
You know where I be faggot, bring the to me
I'm Presidential nigga, pay homage to me
I'm putting in of work man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you some 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 care if small or some stocky niggaz
I just grace 'em erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What name again?....What they claim again?
Yeah these faggots hated, cause I'm they favorite
You so I got you assasinated
'em up, bang bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
Thought he was a Nah, he a dead monkey

[Hook 2X:
WE BIG TECS (TECS!)
CASHIN' BIG (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 tough clowns (clowns)
I don't you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go hard (stupid hard!)
What you pops? How you feeling 'ock? (how you feel?)
My come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)

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