Luyện nghe bài hát World War II

It's a War Three, nigga
wit me, nigga
My wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga
War Three nigga,
Fuckin' wit me,
My wit it, wit it, WB bitch

It's a War Three nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm to separate yo soul from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, coming yo block boy
And you can't us boy, betta call the coppers boy
My wit it, wit it
Money, we get it, get it
I see my target, I hit it, hit it
Bullets got no name
ain't playin' games
Gotti buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
Situations don't matter, put yo head on a
the cut then bitch, I shed, born, and rattle
Got on yo head, feel you ready, got on yo
You say you beefin' wit Gotti you livin' then you
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a
I ain't gone chill, I get a execution
Fu-Fuck a institution, this a revolution
I gone chill, until I get a execution

So you say you to break the law
What about when I your jaw?
about, when I come through your hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my
People, stuntin' wit a
I say you want to think, before you do
You really want to see me run through that
I'm screamin out Gotti, before I got him so why you "Who that?"
You say you want to out
But you don't to foul out
What the you thinkin' bout?
See you wit a block burner, when shit get hot it melt, ain't no

how it turn out
I'm bringin' fame to the in a proper way
Represent I&E each and day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, the fuck you say?
My grill ain't real, my shit don't in your face
How many had six figgas, besides Jigga
Before the rap came, me and my niggas
Representin' south
Wit plat up in our
Shit, bricks, and chips is I'm all about
Say it
Rewind the shit, Play it again,?,?, again
Cause you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
it's some serious shit I'm bout to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get that nigga, so I can him! (WHO?)
Don't ever join my team and try to (BITCH)
That's like having a Lexus and won't it (BITCH)
I you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH)
It's all the sign around my necklace (BITCH)
You (BITCH)
You had the
Now you can't do nothing, but
Like a hoe, it rough, but you too romantic
I'm the number one
Who say that tighter?
That's like bringing a fight, up out of a fighter
Trick, I'm ready for it, never 'noid, so
And with that shit you pull, you make me feel disrespected
It's a World War Three nigga, wit Gotti boy
I ain't no studio gangsta I bring the boy

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