Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the shit happens
More fuckin' funerals, homies
Niggas out killin' each other
I know why
And when it to you
just can't turn the other cheek
Gotta get back for your 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 across your beds
They said: "Mama, you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then puts us to
They it, there's no way to mend it, we'll end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father style - all to get buckwild
Half my niggas ball, other ain't got it all
stay up at nights waitin' on a combat call
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' mad loop and shit
So high, sometimes I even gotta they clips
I ain't mad at them though, they dumps the
in you, suspend you in here, hell
It's the time that the niggas live for retaliation
on 'em, show, improve on 'em
All you punk bitches just back and watch
Me, I'm oilin' up the & Gotch
I gots no love, for them busters, who put the in
I can see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin'
I ran over to him, put my on his chest
Hole like an in the side of his neck
His eyes glanced up, his body jerked once
nothin' else to do but to go to war
Slide the in the chrome four-four
down the windows, hang the heat out the door
Catch all the fuckin' that I can tonight
Double-back on bitch crew, broad daylight

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

Been packin' straps so long I gots some bruise in my leg
Better that than
Now time 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, are darker than shit
You not a known when you fuckin' hit that day
Or maybe you di, you're anyway
And not just you, of your family
To tell you the truth any body we see
You might wanna turn yourself into me
To save your hood pain of my treachery
You fucked up, we know who you are, ya live
We got your place ran up to a cop on the
We'll hit your block so hard, you'll swear it was an
Squeeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib
I know you're hard, livin' on your last day
Or maybe, you're laughin', thinkin' that you got
I give a fuck, I won't sleep
Till one of us lays me and my
That's the fear of these
If ya smart, ya probably a break out of state
We'll snatch your kid, grab your fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll ya down South, lay your ass out straight
There's no where to run, it's time to your make
You got one chance, arm your whole damn
I couldn't stop my fuckin' if I wanted to

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

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