Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

Warriors! Out And Play! X2
Ey Ey x3

Gd Up From The Feet Up
Im A G To The End The End Of The
But In The Kitchen At The End Of The Stove
Like We At The End Of The O
Drop A 4 In A 20 Ounce And It 24
U Sit On 24s And We Sip On 24s
Got The Caddy's On A Pair Of Gucci Penny Loafs
I Get Money With Bitches That Get Me Mo
Man You Know The Plan Same Shit Hoes
Ya We Cut The And The Tails Off
Mickey Mouse Never A Rat Never Had Him In The House
Call Me Captain Kangaroo But I Got Money In My
But I Don't Mean Loose Change When I Say Money In The
Ya Dig Ya
Im Getting Paid That's What I Said
Seek Niggas Like To Brief On These Niggas
Got A Bitch Name Nina And So Sluty
Cus She Do Him And One Of His

Are You Listening? Is Listening?
Walk The Room And You Can Smell The Clive Christian Scent
A Lot Of Niggas Threatened My And
Thrillen You Think Im Writing With John Krishenpen
I Rossi
Mind The Pricing
Know We Brought To The Party, No Icing
No Ice On Big Phantom No
If You're Feeling Me As Long As Your Wife Is
No One In My City Got A Pocket Drizzy
I Can Rock Fitted Cuz My Credit Card Skinny
Its Pitch And Covers All Incidentals
And Mrs Wrong Sorry You Aint My Potential
Fuck Yall And Your Self-Proclaimed Status
I Can Only See Now I Happy Saint Pattys
Ya I Know Waiting On The Last Quote
The Sound Scan And You Can See Im The Last Hope

I Told You Niggas 9 10 Times Fucking With Me
Put Knife In Ya
A Little Bit Of Life From Ya
Am I Ya?
I Continue
Put The Gun To Ya Let It You A Song
I Let It Hum To Ya
The One Sing Along
Now It's A
Nd You Wet, You Check Out The Technique
From The Two
And I Don't Two Lips To Blow This Like A Trumpet
You Dumb Shit, This Is An Unusual I Conduct It
You Looking At The Black Warren
So All Can Duck Sick
I Care If You See The Laurens Tucket
Or You Bill O Reilly You Ralling Me Up
For 3 Years They Had Me Out Of A Cup
Now They To Free Me Up
What You Think Im Goin Be? What?
Man I Feel Hatred
Im Young Black And Rich So Wanna Strip Me Naked
But You Never Had Me Christina Agulari
But Catch Me Down The West Side Driving Like Halle
Or The FDR In The Of My Car Screaming Out The Sun Roof
To Ya
You Cant Kill Me I Live Through These Bars
I Put The On Ya
I Put A Price On Ya Head, The Hood Would Want Ya
You Starting To Like Bread
I Send The Boyz At You I Talking About Feds
Nigga The Body Snatchers Nigga You Heard I Said