Luyện nghe bài hát War

Yeah, yeah, right niggaz, huh
Yeah, that bounce we ya know
Marcy, we at, huh? Right here
Let me some new shit, yeah, niggaz
Just Blaze, you a wit' these beats
Boy, let me hold it though, yo

Let the hood know, that Bleek changed
Anywhere in the world, I tuck the chain
And I walk like, yeah, I the cane
But dawg, that's the shorty, trust me I playing
War, I'm for it to go there
Anybody that know me know I love it go there

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

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

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

This is war, enough of them words, we war
You a couple of shots, we throw more
You that money, we got more
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
That man I am and you don't
But I hear the like, Bleek, where you been?
unfortunate, I'm in beef again, huh

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

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

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

is not for children, not for lames
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 quit you bitch, making me
You never pimped, you only wit' chicks

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

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

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