Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the shit happens
fuckin' funerals, dead homies
Niggas out here killin' other
I don't why
And it happens to you
just can't turn the other cheek
Gotta get for your dead niggas
I'm caught up to

Sometimes I sit and
how many gonna die this summer
Gunshots the hummer
Now the sawed-off riot pumps lead across beds
They "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then puts us to
They started it, there's no way to mend it, end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father - all prepared to get buckwild
Half my niggas ball, other half got it all
They stay up at nights waitin' on a combat
Drinkin' hard liquor, smokin' mad loop and
So high, sometimes I even gotta they clips
I ain't mad at them though, they the ammo
in you, you in here, hell yeah
It's the that the real niggas live for retaliation
Move on 'em, show, on 'em
All you punk bitches just stand and watch
Me, I'm oilin' up the Heckler &
I gots no love, for them busters, who put the in
I can still see my fuckin' body jerkin'
I ran to him, put my hand on his chest
like an apple in the side of his neck
His eyes glanced up, his jerked once more
There's else to do but to go to war
Slide the hollow-tips in the chrome
Roll down the windows, hang the heat out the
Catch all the fuckin' bodies I can tonight
Double-back on bitch crew, broad daylight

Ice-T]
There's no innocence in these ghetto streets
Grab your guns, buck 'em off, ya hit your leak
Tell me would you do if they killed your best friend?
Could you keep your cool, the wounds mend?
If I said "peace", I'll be a liar
("I'm lettin' off my arms tired" - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation

Been packin' so long I gots some permanent bruise in my leg
that than dead
Now it's to show you what I'm trained for in this
Rally up the relentless
Make ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck
Now it's on bitches, guys are than shit
You not a known when you fuckin' hit that day
Or you di, you're dyin' anyway
And not you, some of your family
To you the truth any fuckin' body we see
You just wanna turn yourself into me
To save your pain of my crews' treachery
You up, we know who you are, where ya live
We got place ran up to a cop on the tick
We'll hit your so hard, you'll swear it was an earthquake
Squeeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib
I know you're breathin' hard, livin' on your day
Or maybe, you're laughin', that you got away
I don't a fuck, I won't sleep
one of us lays me and my nigga
That's the fear of triggers
If ya smart, ya probably make a break out of
We'll just snatch your kid, grab fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll catch ya South, lay your ass out straight
There's no where to run, it's time to meet make
You got one chance, arm whole damn crew
I couldn't stop my niggas if I wanted to

[Chorus:
There's no innocence allowed in these ghetto
Grab your guns, 'em off, when ya hit your leak
Tell me would you do if they killed your best friend?
Could you keep your cool, would the wounds
If I said "peace", be a motherfuckin' liar
("I'm lettin' off my arms tired" - [cut and scratched])

("Lettin' off my arms tired" - [cut and scratched])