Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior, Pt2

[Intro -


Banks!
Ha-ha!

[Verse 1 -
It's like a throne he don't even own
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just it around
like 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 the jewelry
He don't want the fame. want the loot, he's in this for the sport
Running circles around his competition on the
He your support, but he ain't begging for it
And you can love, it you can hate it, but you can't it
You can't be ignorant
But you can try to him short
But you can't fuck with his last joint, or the one it
And he was going to raise hell like them boys
And if I'm fronting then you better come me for it

[Chorus - Dogg]
This is the of a warrior and now you know It
warriors go ahead make some noise
It ain't to be making niggas paranoid
Hit your with my weapon I dont need my boys
I'm doing 120 in the fast
back, just relax, let me do my thing
Don't give a fuck about you gotta maintain
Money, power, and respect in this rap

2 - Lloyd Banks]
He's straight out of a where niggas hate
They see you go, and eat your dinner off a plate
Thier stomachs ache he's lounging in a big estate
And he in a hundred thousands 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 remembers when they wouldn't lend a helping
Till he was on green like a Celtic fan
Created a
Till where you got to his name
When you discussing the illest that's in the game
And riding with Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them
G-Unit records, ain't no motherfucking stopping

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

[Verse 4 - Nate
I can you niggas something you can talk about
I can turn your smile upside
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 fuckers to be mad about
Invite her in send her out
my DNA all in her mouth