Luyện nghe bài hát New Jack City

This is, warfare, heavy metal warfare
Prepare, get on your post and stand
If you start it, it, start it, we'll end it
We're recommended, listen, this is

warfare, heavy metal warfare
Prepare, get on your and stand clear
The Brownsville sluggers, to attack

Bring it back, yo I'm tired of you
Gettin' on my
Pretendin' to be dealers, and killers

You fold up, hold up, let me the grip
So they can jack talkin' 'bout how many keys you
sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin'
This li'l nigga get to poppin', grippin' and cockin'
'Cuz nine outta ten

I'm guaranteed to leave you
I bag emcees that's babblin'
I ain't to hear ya but I'm about ready to ear ya out
Get the gats and ya out

'Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing
Before I send a slug through melon
I'm a basket case, don't make me your face
You sittin', I'm sittin on chrome Masta Ace

live nigga, no jive, hear the guns blast
I be wreckin' like the Jamaicans at SunSplash
It ain't where you from where ya at
And you be at times, you don't have your fuckin' gat
So chill with your raff, your bitch staff
Is new cats, living in New Jack City

This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal
Prepare, get on post and stand clear
If you start it, defend it, it, we'll end it
highly recommended, listen, this is

Ghetto warfare, metal warfare
Prepare, get on your post and stand
The sluggers, about to attack

Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap
With attitudesthat refuse to play by the rules
It's a shame the way they be the game
They fantasize go to something I would tell lies

These fake thugs replace slugs have three to nigga
Actin' he want it no one wanna see my niggas
Firing Squad still firing, fuckin wit old
Wit ready to come out of retirement
Stoppin' traffic, a classic
(M O P)
Puttin' you bitch ass niggas in you lil bastards

Don't this rap shit, get this
My family is ready to lynch, and roll all you devils and sins
Raw breed indeed, we proceed to you what you need
You way out of your motherfucking

the, warpath, O.G. staff
Ambidextrous and I'll tear your ass in half
My don't give a fuck about you
How I, jump up and smack the shit out you
Get at 'em took you the Firing Squad committee
Wit no pity, detonating this New City