Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior, Pt2

[Intro -


Banks!
Ha-ha!

[Verse 1 -
like a throne that he don't even own
He won't sit down, him a crown, he just throws it around
It's a joke, he's like a king, but he don't do a thing
He don't want the diamonds, want the gold, don't want the
He don't want the fame. don't want the loot, he's in for the sport
circles around his competition on the court
He appreciates your support, but he begging for it
And you can love, it you can hate it, but you ignore it
You be that ignorant
But you can try to sell him
But you can't fuck with his joint, or the one before it
And he was to raise hell like them country boys
And if I'm fronting then you come confront me for it

[Chorus - Nate
This is the story of a and now you know It
True warriors go ahead make noise
It ain't to be making niggas paranoid
Hit your corner with my I dont need my boys
I'm doing 120 in the fast
Kick back, relax, let me do my thing
Don't give a fuck about you suckers maintain
Money, power, and respect in rap game

[Verse 2 - Lloyd
He's straight out of a where niggas hate
see you go, and eat your dinner off a bigger plate
Thier stomachs while he's lounging in a big estate
And he hops in a hundred with a nigga's gate
House with just a bigger gate, hounding him's a big
He surrender, he'll rather give up a rib to break
Because he when they wouldn't lend a helping hand
Till he was on green like a Celtic fan
Created a
Till where you got to mention his
When you discussing the player that's in the game
And he's with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them
G-Unit records, ain't no stopping them

[Verse 3 - 50
He's no magician, man the kid makes out of nothing
So now niggas from his act like he owe them something
They talk till they send niggas in there to buck him
Ask him if there's a problem, and he'll say 'Nah, nothing'
He was going to help them out, but they fronted, fuck them
He don't care how they feel, they can hate him or him
He hold his own on his own, the kid is really
He's now, he ain't change, so niggas think he's bugging
He bulletproof everything case try and buck him
Keep two pistols on his hip, I show you he tuck them
Niggas say they gone get at him, but they can't him
Try to catch them slipping, they creeping, he busting

[Verse 4 - Nate
I can give you niggas you can talk about
I can turn your upside down
You no G, you a fucking clown
I can your girl till I turn her out
Don't it in, let it all out
I can give you fuckers something to be mad
Invite her in send her out
With my DNA all in her