Luyện nghe bài hát War

(*talking*)
This organization was on me
I put together, that no man come in between
I am the foundation, and I will the storm

You don't go to, you don't wanna go to
You wanna go to war with us
You don't wanna go to, you don't go to
What...

You don't wanna go to war us
My niggas be too
You don't wanna go to war these
Soldier boys we bout it bout it, so nigga whooa
You don't wanna go to war us
My niggas be too
You don't go to war with these
You my click, well nigga please whooa

See I'm sick dog, and I rip lip off, if I get pissed off
Or off uh-huh, that's when the shit starts
I'm vicious, I get all of my shots
When I I lock, and I won't let loose until the bones pop
And I watch you, until your vital signs
And walk off in the night, with no fuck the cops
This shit is real dog, play us and watch how many pop up
In the junk yard round, bodies all chopped up
If I flip out, I take a flight up out the country
ask somebody, Mr. Magic he acts a donkey
I shit that make the average, not stand a chance
And I keep spitting the top dogs, know I'm the man
I'm running you back to the streets, go and the corners
This time I'm playing for keeps, so I you wouldn't wanna
c-notes turn to dimes, and dimes turn to ones
Your pockets is young son, so

Close and with the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to your hips
Whole nation regretting, that punishment raised killas
You forget having this, the game not fair
No in one another, when the love not there
I promise life, niggas control this track
Since you niggas twisted the game, we twisting it back
I'm related to hurting, hurting by praise
Settle for less, and let the stress us forget about better days
mercy, these demons wouldn't guide us right
We come if trying to make it, to the guiding light
I'm a victim of living, pay me you owe and hate
And let me die, with a face
Just me and my people thugging forever, we no bleed no mo'
And who so approach us, don't wan breathe no mo'
Give a blessing to every nigga, that us down
My people in hell right now

I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the in my vocals
You can't keep up, and oh well got me some sales
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still
This shit pours outta me, keep the c.d.s burning
Fuck gold, I'm to sell a couple of mill
If this ain't my year, somebody is getting killed
Excuse my anger, but I like I'm being cheated
I won't be denied, I to be defeated
If we we jacking, anything got cash
If I can't make it in this rap, y'all kill my ass
Cause I click off knock dick off, and leave you stuck out
If I let you live, then pray nigga you been lucked out
Ahh I abuse you, and the behind you
Beat you both to death, where they she couldn't find you
And people that signed you, got to charge it to the game
Still the same, a thang changed

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