Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

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

a World War Three nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to separate yo from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, coming through yo boy
And you can't stop us boy, betta call the boy
My wit it, wit it
Money, we get it, get it
I see my target, I hit it, hit it
ain't got no name
Gotti ain't playin'
Gotti buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
Situations don't matter, put yo head on a
Catch the cut 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, this a revolution
I ain't chill, until 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 when I break your jaw?
What about, when I come through hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my
people, wit a Sod-Off
I say you want to think, before you do
You don't really to see me run through that
I'm out Gotti, before I got him so why you screamin' "Who that?"
You say you want to out
But you don't to foul out
What the fuck you thinkin'
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 streets in a way
I&E each and every day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, the fuck you say?
My grill ain't real, my shit don't shine in your
How many had six figgas, besides Jigga
Before the rap game came, me and my
down south
Wit up in our mouth
Shit, bricks, and chips is I'm all about
Say it
Rewind the shit, it again,???, ???, record again
you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war again

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's some serious shit I'm to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get that nigga, so I can him! (WHO?)
Don't ever join my and try to exit (BITCH)
like having a Lexus and won't flex 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 they tighter?
That's just like bringing a fight, up out of a
Trick, I'm for it, never 'noid, so energetic
And with that slick you pull, you make me feel disrespected
It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin wit boy
I ain't no studio gangsta I the drama boy

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