Luyện nghe bài hát War

Yeah, yeah, right niggaz, huh
Yeah, that we need ya know
Marcy, where we at, huh? here
Let me hear new shit, yeah, niggaz
Just Blaze, you a muhfucker these beats
Boy, let me hold it though, yo

Let the hood know, that Bleek ain't
Anywhere in the world, I don't the chain
And I like, yeah, I need the cane
But dawg, that's the shorty, trust me I playing
War, I'm ready for it to go
Anybody that know me know I love when it go

Dawg, and yeah, that's
dimes, all mine nigga, that's wassup
Yeah, wanna curse me out
You get me
'Cause the chain's like workin' out
But E's wit' the Roc-A-Fella gang, hoe

Whole crew got cheese like Mayne
Top come off, top stay on,
Got rid of the
I don't like the niggaz
Six is better, more
And there's wood to cover my interior

is war, enough of them words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You that money, we got more
We got more, nigga, is war

This is war, enough of words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You gettin' that money, we got
We got more, nigga, is war

I warned her, man, not fear, man
If you violate, man, you die by hand
And it be fine, behanded that man
man I am and you don't understand
But I hear the talking like, Bleek, you been?
unfortunate, I'm in beef again, huh

Niggaz is rappin' and clappin' I'm still
Sat back in my hood and to live average
But you still want me to at 'em
lil' paper, send a lil' gang at 'em
But I see you wanna my chill

Trips to Earth, meetings wit' Mc Neil
Or round meeting wit' Hov
You me in the hood, still over that stove
Nigga, I got in droves
It nothing to a boss, we'll go in your clothes, nigga

This is war, of them words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You gettin' that money, we got
We got more, nigga, is war

This is not for children, not for
Only for real niggaz that can feel what I'm
If it's too blatant it's not for you
You do a hit, throw up later, not for you
So just you bitch, making me sick
You never pimped, you only friendly chicks

And been away for a minute
Jay beat up the drum, now whinin' like women
I'm right back, nigga, you at, nigga?
Keep the Mac nigga, spit it that nigga
And I tried to even though

I got to everyday like I ain't signed a deal, nigga
Mama's still in the hood, steel in defense
I got a flow I'm still on the bench, nigga
Got a delivery like Sunday's
I lay that down and I get that paper,

This is war, of them words, we want war
You throw a couple of shots, we more
You gettin' that money, we got
We got more, nigga, is war