Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior, Pt2

[Intro -


Banks!
Ha-ha!

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

- Nate Dogg]
This is the of a warrior and now you know It
True warriors go ahead make noise
It healthy to be making niggas paranoid
Hit your corner with my I dont need my boys
I'm doing 120 in the lane
Kick back, just relax, let me do my
Don't give a about you suckers gotta maintain
Money, power, and respect in rap game

2 - Lloyd Banks]
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 thousands with a nigga's gate
House with just a bigger gate, hounding a big mistake
He wont surrender, he'll give up a rib to break
Because he remembers when wouldn't lend a helping hand
Till he was sitting on green a Celtic fan
a buzz
Till where you got to mention his
you discussing the illest player that's in the game
And he's riding Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them
G-Unit records, ain't no motherfucking them

[Verse 3 - 50
He's no magician, man the kid something out of nothing
So now niggas his hood act like he owe them something
They talk crazy till they send niggas in there to him
Ask him if there's a problem, and he'll say 'Nah, nothing'
He was going to help them out, but since fronted, fuck them
He don't care how they feel, can hate him or love him
He hold his own on his own, the kid is really
rich 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 you where he tuck them
Niggas say they gone get at him, but they can't him
Try to catch them slipping, they creeping, he start

[Verse 4 - Dogg]
I can give you niggas something you can talk
I can turn your smile down
You no G, you a fucking clown
I can take your girl till I her out
hold it in, let it all out
I can give you something to be mad about
Invite her in her back out
With my DNA all in her