Luyện nghe bài hát War

(*talking*)
This was built on me
What I put together, that no man in between
I am the foundation, and I weather the storm

You don't go to, you don't wanna go to
You don't go to war with us
You don't wanna go to, you don't go to
What...

You don't go to war with us
My be too dangerous
You wanna go to war with these
Soldier we bout it bout it, so nigga please whooa
You don't go to war with us
My niggas be too
You don't go to war with these
You hating my click, well nigga please

See I'm sick dog, and I rip your lip off, if I get off
Or ripped off uh-huh, that's the shit starts
I'm vicious, I didn't get all of my
When I I lock, and I won't let loose until the bones pop
And I watch you, until your vital stop
And walk off in the night, with no fuck the cops
This shit is real dog, play with us and watch how pop up
In the junk yard scattered round, all chopped up
If I flip out, I take a quick flight up out the
Better ask somebody, Mr. Magic he a donkey
I spit shit that make the average, not a chance
And I keep until the top dogs, know I'm the man
I'm running you back to the streets, go and the corners
This I'm playing for keeps, so I think you wouldn't wanna
Four c-notes turn to dimes, and turn to ones
Your pockets is young son, so

Close and with the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to fire your
Whole nation regretting, that their punishment killas
You forget about having this, the not fair
No trusting in one another, when the not there
I promise thug life, niggas control track
you niggas twisted the game, we just twisting it back
I'm related to hurting, hurting by praise
Settle for less, and let the stress make us forget about better
Have mercy, these demons wouldn't us right
We come if trying to make it, to the guiding light
I'm a of living, pay me what you owe and hate
And let me die, with a face
Just me and my thugging forever, we no longer bleed no mo'
And who so ever approach us, wan breathe no mo'
Give a to every nigga, that held us down
My issue in hell right now

I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the fire in my
You keep up, and oh well got me some more sales
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still
This just pours outta me, keep the c.d.s burning
Fuck gold, I'm to sell a couple of mill
If this ain't my year, then is getting killed
Excuse my anger, but I feel I'm being cheated
I won't be denied, I refuse to be
If we we jacking, anything got cash
If I can't make it in this rap, y'all kill my ass
Cause I click off your dick off, and leave you stuck out
If I let you live, then pray nigga cause you lucked out
Ahh I you, and the shadow behind you
you both to death, where they mama she couldn't find you
And people that signed you, got to charge it to the game
Still the same, ain't a changed

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