Luyện nghe bài hát War!

[Chorus:
These shoes are from Dior yeah (huhh)
I'm not a kid (no, I'm not bitch)
Look at I did to the store (what I did, yeah)
They don't make anymore uh (they, do not!)
They don't make shit like this (they, do not!)
If you gon' try to diss, best be huh (best be sure)
Cleaning up rappers this shit a huh (sweep, sweep)
Yeah, If you want war then it's war bitch (then war uh)

[Verse 1:
You ain't a part of this, my artifice
I put my in this
where I started, I ain't need a starter kit
I've been a since in kindergarden
And who are you harder than, you are not harder me (huh?)
I my numbers I'm harder to reach
I my pages I'm harder to read
Say you know me, but I that hard to believe
Yeah, oh
Sorry I'm not (sorry)
They
Oh He just came through in some Nikes, but shits is Off Whites
They all be buggin' when I go up off of the top like I got
I turn shit freaky friday, I'll make you think you on the wrong life
You in the life bitch
Media painted the light
Hard to hide up in the
She do for me
I'm a bitch
I two lives when I'm online
Offline, everything on the
Fuck all the
This is not 'bout a dollar
Bottom line that's the bottom line
up you stood sayin nothing
Just like you forgot lines

Quadeca]
These shoes are Christian Dior yeah (huhh)
I'm not a kid huh (no, I'm not bitch)
Look at what I did to the (what I did)
They don't this anymore huh (they, do not!)
don't make shit like this anymore (they, do not!)
If you gon' try to diss, best be huh (best be sure)
Cleaning up rappers this shit a (sweep, sweep)
Yeah, If you want war it's war bitch (then it's war huh)

2]
Dax!
Niggas beef?
Put it in a
Niggas tweet?
Never 'bout
I was in the trap when they ask me what
I on a tech
Sorry man, now I'm (HAHAHA)
I said when he panic
Blood on my
Yeah, new
Just a whip and I ran to the mansion
And Flex on a bitch, and I pop with handgun
One shot and you
HB, two ass nigga
I always got lead
Two free throws, two
One one to your head
911 dial, man down that's what I said
Who you know, was a janitor and got rich
Copped a that you peel of the lot
Who you be a thug, who would murder a nigga
talk and go move like Barack
Who you know got a jumper like Curry and dunk on a nigga like on the block
Who you know, got a-
You don't know

[Chorus:
These are from Christian Dior yeah (huhh)
I'm not a kid (no, I'm not bitch)
at what I did to the store (what I did)
They don't make anymore uh (they, do not!)
They don't make shit like this (they, do not!)
If you try to diss, best be sure uh (best be sure)
Cleaning up rappers this shit a (sweep, sweep)
Yeah, If you want war then war bitch (then it's war uh)