Luyện nghe bài hát Warfare

[DJ On
Warfare, featuring Ortiz [echo]
(J.O., J.O.)

(IS THIS YOU WANT?)

Budden]
You're now hip hop at it's finest
I'm just criminal
The Ed with the fine fit (oh)
Track started, no need to rewind it

[Joell
Me, I'm fresh air back, I'm rap's hymelic
Got 'em all is that vomit?
Ew you
Man I'll smack skin if you feel you past me

Budden]
It's like we lions against
ain't nice, they lyin, the flow ass cheek
I'm on the beat Contra POW
Steamroll shit, I'm in a Tonka now
ain't about radio, see I'm beyond the dial
But still strong arm a nigga, Konda style (ow)

Ortiz]
The inserts of your put my ganja out
sweeter than the lip gloss on Rihanna's mouth
Y'all sleepin, in pajamas on your momma's
I'm freakin, in the throwin condoms out

Budden]
Hold up dog, felons ain't predicates, hands castle delicate
Metal spit, leave 'em on the field Everett (oh)
I does my own stunts, the Jackie Chan movie
Mismatch, belt Prada but the Louie
If you fair to me, then your whole camp sushi
Rockin Iceberg when niggaz didn't Snoopy
moolies, chain of command's ran through me
You and your man uzi, (Slow Down) like Brand
do me, grant to me, like a man groupie
If the number one pick, then he Sam Bowie
And I hate to blow a on your mans
You ain't Kid Rock, can't box the with your hands, motherfucker

Ortiz]
I was really in the lobby with the tryna take guap
In the hallway, all day, is or it hot
to Hot 9, like what do they got
that I don't, a blindfold I see everyone they say's hot
It's too easy, I'm feelin I'm a cheater (why?)
The flow heavy, your's like a slice of pita (haha)
When moms was pregnant she was reefer
That's why I'm nice, in the middle of Alaska I'll write a
I'm just cool and rough, hoody my Adidas
Pants the permanent wrinkles like I am Ian Eagle
I will make every last one of you guys
Dudes is all lost, my word, I'm playin timer's keeper

Budden]
Treat me like a big brother, slash tucker
Let the cig snuff you, you a kid, ya
AK, Mayday, listenin to (Dre Day)
Can't call me, in the mouth, somethin like Ray J
They Steve Irwin up against the stringray
Heat up like Jean Grae, somethin with the beans spray

Ortiz]
Uh, take a sip of E&J, then a puff or two
Get some butt, then kick out the slut, you's a (haha)
Weak dressers, in the ring I'm Mr.
Orndorff, man y'all all soft and huggable
Y'all dealin a pro here, that don't care
Y'all and worn out like a closet with old gear
And I goin nowhere
Producers know I'm the best thing over those
But you speakers whack, Ortiz I overdose the needle's packed
I be's in a zone, I give the speakers back

Budden]
Hold up Joell, the (Ether's)
See I'm rap's Larry Johnson, redid my contract, now the is back
So it on fatigue
Have you like Oden, injured before your first game in the league
I'm spendin old faces, niggaz my style
Gotta steal my own shit like O.J. did
Might size you and your spouse, have guys go in your
With ridges on the nose of the like OW!
POW!