Luyện nghe bài hát You Want War

Peep me out,
busting, black fatigues
So blunted, 400 degreez, it's
Nigga, me

When you see tha hand bugging, nigga, respect it
But if you see tha hand busting, nigga, you're disrespecting
Took one to tha chest, I never die, I'm tha same
out and shoot Ks, let 'em fly, I'm tha same brotha

It's a they recognize that I'm untamed, brotha
Disconnect a boy like a damn change
Uhh, hang up and try
I ya, wake ya up and make you die again

Spark it up and make a block fry again
Go ta jail and do life, not ta ten
Me, Lil' and Toolie, that's my man, fam
My niggas don't give a Van Damme

About'chu we don't play around
Bring tha K around, spray tha town, tha ground
Take tha ground that you on
Tap tha phones that you on

Jam ya up and take your off
I hit you twice tha sawed-off
And your nigga just watch your fall off, fall off
You think ya me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious
(What?)
I bust tha until tha damn drum bust
(What?)

I hit tha hood, be up in all
(I hit tha hood, be in all black)
nut
I run up in your house with a gun, what?
I'm standing there all mine
Run through click like a weak defensive line
fresh

You war, nigga, let's beef, beef
We can do it how ya or take it to tha streets, streets
I'll be dressed in camouflage, on my feet
your air, leave ya burning like heat
(Through air)

What ya know, I'm tha one tha T.C.
Chopper shooter, block bruiser, bet any G
(Any G)
On fire, nigga, label, a HB
And if I can't kill you, killing family
(Family)

Think it's a game, 'rilla, test my nuts, see
How fast I send shots your 6V
(6V)
Heads bust if ya think it's CMB
And I know you all know about and B

We get our on, nigga, drink Cristy
Me and Buck get from meekos in Tennessee
Betta ask somebody, nigga, I a G
And the Baby still serving for ten a ki, nigga

Look, me big baller, Big Tymer, big pockets
me big stunter, big stick or big body
Call me that nigga with tha Role, fulla diamonds
Call me tha one Hot Boy on fire
Fire, when you shoot town, then I'ma holler

a crate of Cristal, couple of blunts and a condom
Let him know if he down bad, that ain't my
(Let him if)
Let him know if he come at me bad, I'ma chop him
Chop him, put tha to him

All of a sudden tha hits straight through him
I'm tha same nigga, pimper boy, Lil' Wayne
Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe
But since I use ta be tha best at thangs

That mean I gotta wear a vest day
I really them niggas jealous of tha sparkle in my necklace
He ain't ready, he ain't