Luyện nghe bài hát War Games

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Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh
What, Crooklyn Number 2
O.C., yeah back in the muthafucka
Me and Premo, you know, East New
wick, Bedstuy and all those good places

Yo, my main frame, discipline a soldier
Ready for war, ups get my chest swell up
the deal Preme? I mean the scape
I I got it locked in nigga, War Games is the theme

Rap commando, my handle O.C. ample to rock shit
Battle who pop shit green bareen thought slicka
I'm one step ahead, slide through enemy lines a black ack figga
Camouflage, runnin' through you zone detection

'Cuz the skinned marksmen run through your section
Flesh ya bones, physical like titanium
Bugs cover my grill like Iranians ill so called killas
I fear no man but Allah, for the god is he is in us

The Man, I roll with real like grenade
Sharp like gem 'cause massive scars
O.C.'s all in it, dope been for years
Now I'm back in the scene and I War Games

I bust off like a M-16 rippin' through screens from to toe
Blood soak up your jeans, rap veteran, earn my stripes, wars
Opposing forces, O.C. take losses?
Naucious, you kinda like throwing up

Cautious, watch ya step, land blowin' up
Havin' a pity for foes, G.I. Joe
He's a sucker, slap the taste outta wild
Design a rhyme, like a for the government

Six Million Steve Austin, costin' apprehended if I am
In times and my body erupt
M-16 tapecatin', voids with ammo
Bust it a crowd, a bitch nigga sing soprano

I get you in the square, then I end you career
All MC's lets make one clear
You're all the same, I will remain, the fame
Feelin' the lane to shoot, I War Games

I War Games
For niggas who flaunt for more fame
Gorilla warfare, tactics issue unlimited to ammo
With proof camouflage and power

I declare War
For niggas who flaunt figgas for fame
warfare, tactics issue unlimited access to ammo
With proof camouflage and power

Precise pinpoint it, it, when I cock back
This here rap will slap you and team and that bad bitch
Sleaves from my uncut, raw cope
Preme dig up boys, roll up and

Then toge it, to B.I. see I can do this, I'm professional
Too much weight to any style
Dutch Master superior blend, me right
Young take a toke of my rap and get the Willies para

Noid, all non void
Fuck with O.C., get your life
Like a marine, I'm a trained rap killing
Fiend to a mic, set from New York to New Orleans

Over I conquer, rough like Blanca
Love to eat actors, gotta for drama
When I I get comatose in my own world
From the verse, you saw my plan unfurl
I mean same name, never change
My ammo is the demo on the mic
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