Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

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

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

Close and personal the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to your hips
Whole nation regretting, that their punishment killas
You forget about having this, the not fair
No in one another, when the love not there
I promise thug life, niggas control track
Since you niggas twisted the game, we just 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 guide us
We come if nobody's trying to 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 people forever, we no longer bleed no mo'
And who so ever approach us, don't wan no mo'
Give a blessing to every nigga, that held us
My issue in hell right now

I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the in my vocals
You can't keep up, and oh well got me more sales
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still
This shit just outta me, keep the c.d.s burning
gold, I'm trying to sell a couple of mill
If ain't my year, then somebody is getting killed
Excuse my anger, but I feel like I'm being
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, better kill my ass
Cause I click off knock your dick off, and leave you out
If I let you live, then pray nigga you been lucked out
Ahh I abuse you, and the behind you
Beat you both to death, where mama she couldn't find you
And them people signed you, got to charge it to the game
the same, ain't a thang changed

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