Luyện nghe bài hát War 4 Reason

Yo up, this KL. It's about 4:30 in the morning
March 9th 1999
We this song to inspire anybody out there
having to war for a cause
So, song for you
Chorus A: Now I war I war for reason
the cars, light them gars cause we all leaving
I'm a survivor with heart so there'll be no
Get your prayers in cause somebody bleeding
Can ya say the same.
Chorus B: Now when we war, we war for
Start the cars, light the gars we all leaving
I'm a survivor with heart so be no treason
Get your final prayers in cause somebody

My favorite word is strategic to make the disbelieve believe
street teaching,
If I die you know I it
Ghetto niggas receive it when I and release it
Fiend highly needed in the hood to cut they with
I'm F-I-E-N-D
That adrenaline when you with somebody
But smarter than the average, but bout as bad as
Who really wants to see what a is
Will fuck with my family, money, my of mind and my dawgs
In any city my that's proper cause
I'm the judge, jury, bailiff and all
Disrespect you'll live to see how you lost
Now when we war, we war for reason
Start the cars, light them gars we all are leaving
I'm a survivor with so there'll be no treason
Get your final in cause somebody bleeding
Repeat 2X
I they scared I'm on some other shit
Bulletproofly, prepared with the click
this a bitch, they done fucked up and let me loose
My enemies that I'm tripping like Bishop from Juice ...
Keep a nigga me high and calm
cause my condition is nothing from the norm
Off the douja, was caught up in my blurry vision
I was screaming at you "go" but you niggaz didn't
What I'm missing is a of ??
Living explosive like a with a silent tick
Blessed with a gift to to my breed only
Thug, survivors and soldiers its all the same
Womp
Chorus B: 2X
My warchild if I reveal this ROCKET who stopping me
20's in my hand while cops steady popping me
Logically, rotten meat, could a catastrophe
Chose to let that chopper speak before they put in me
Silently but violently they called truce
Anything I'm blasting the can reduce
I knew in my I had something loose
Mentally in the streets that's all of my
Mercenary survivor, soldier always
Combat ready I walked the school hallways
The Private who you think that I'm writing for
Memoirs, to minds bars what I'm fighting for
A
B
-We ain't out here fighting for nigga
Everytime you open your mothafucking eyes on the street you fighting for
to live, fighting to survive
Just know what the fuck you for