Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

When it's on I'm popping off chance I get
Out the window on some anthem shit
I'm stressing, but no pressure here I've been here before
Fugitive force at my girlfriend's door

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

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be laying up in my casket and life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid than a
Me dying? You think let them see joy from that shit?

Walking dead spending last days by me
New Jersey Jon like Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, guns clap, mine'll got brat
A like Geronimo Pratt

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

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

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

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

Worms in my eating through my cabbage
It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
With the 'Pac keeping the shot money,

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

Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing
Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out
With some other niggas you better it
try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever stupid

Claiming you repping
You got the same that you had when I loaded it for you
You never it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the

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

Young nation trying to get this
Just trying to get