Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

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

It's a World War nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to separate yo soul yo body boy
I got that boy, coming through yo block 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 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 wit Gotti you livin' then you blessed
a institution, bitch this a revolution
I ain't gone chill, until I get a
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a
I ain't chill, until I get a execution

So you say you to break the law
What about when I your jaw?
What about, when I come through your hood, 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 to wild out
But you want to foul out
What the fuck you bout?
See you fuckin' wit a block burner, when get hot it melt, ain't no
tellin' how it out
I'm bringin' to the streets in a proper way
Represent I&E and every day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, what the you say?
My grill ain't real, my shit don't shine in your
How niggas 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
Cause you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's serious shit I'm bout to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get that nigga, so I can him! (WHO?)
ever join my team and try to exit (BITCH)
That's like a Lexus and won't flex it (BITCH)
I know you like the ice up in my (BITCH)
It's all about the sign my necklace (BITCH)
You (BITCH)
You had the
Now you do nothing, but panic
a hoe, wanting 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 slick you pull, you make me feel disrespected
It's a War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boy
I ain't no studio I bring the drama boy

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