Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

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

Whole crew got like mozzarella Mayne
Top come off, top on, whatever
Got rid of the
I like the leathers niggaz
Six is better, room
And there's wood to cover my interior

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

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

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

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

Trips to Oddy Earth, wit' Mc Neil
Or round meeting wit' Hov
You want me in the hood, still that stove
Nigga, I got in droves
It ain't nothing to a boss, we'll go in clothes, nigga

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

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

And I've been for a minute
Jay beat up the drum, now they like women
I'm right back, nigga, where you at,
Keep the Mac nigga, spit it like nigga
And I tried to chill even

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 like I'm on the bench, nigga
Got a like Sunday's paper
I lay down and I get that paper, nigga

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