Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

Who you
One under a thug in bullet scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young just trying to get this

mind state, can't keep my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the to break
up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

mob of pistol packers
Well known felons, for drug selling, merciless jackers
buzzed roll with thugs and dons
Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog

Who see me solo? Catch Makaveli while he sleeping
My mini-fourteen murdering niggas they creeping
Duck or you ass out, drink you pass out
Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, bitches come to me
heard the stories nigga, now they want to really see
Bomb first my motto is fully
Niggas is player haters, them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation trying to get this

When it's on I'm popping off every I get
Out the window on some anthem shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've been here
Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me
I'm different and prove it if it take me to die

that God had a plan for me but
He be laying up in my casket and doing life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid a bitch
Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that

Walking dead angels spending days by me
New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, got brat
A soldier Geronimo Pratt

And come through cocking the black
they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One some poster sex

Money and murder, is all I in my life
It's full of judges and chasing in the night
the Henney I see the eyes of the devil
G riding with boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young just trying to get this

I always thought I'd have to die to do a record 'Pac
So I wrote the perspective of a graveyard box
You end up in a box 'cause of them grave bastards
Dig ya' grave back up you out the casket

in my eyes eating through my cabbage
It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
With the keeping the shot money, progressive

They don't really want no drama, I know your
That's why I pressure on them like on a open wound
This God given, He giving me better music
So every you hear me, my songs present improvement

Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever
Songs are evolution if I load gun for you will you bang it out
With some other niggas you better it
Don't try to lie and say you was I'm clever stupid

you repping Ruthless
You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you
You never used it, the sareen a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

Who you
One nation under a thug in bullet
Young nation no and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation trying to get this

nation just trying to get this
Just trying to get