Luyện nghe bài hát War

[Intro: Rell]
Yea this sound like a movie here
fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
& Gunsmoke! DIPSET!

[Hell
Now...
If we was playing pro-ball, every I'd be slamming on 'em
Step on my competition, Duke I'm standing on them
I ran up on 'em, pussy ain't his hammer on him
pulled the cannon on 'em, blammed it on 'em, 'til I it on 'em
I got A-rab's hitting me with coke
And when we on the phone we be speaking in codes
A camel is an ounce, a is a brick
him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip
Yeah I know "Stafalla", but I'm tryna cop cars
Run up in the club that's and cop the bar
And I hear is garbage to me
You know where I be faggot, bring the to me
I'm nigga, Bush'll pay homage to me
I'm in alot of work man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you need some
I'm off by myself I don't need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, I got these niggaz
I don't care if they small or some stocky
I just grace 'em then 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What name again?....What they claim again?
Yeah these faggots hated, cause I'm they rappers
You so I got you assasinated
Shoot 'em up, bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
Thought he was a Nah, he a dead monkey

[Hook 2X:
WE BIG TECS (TECS!)
CASHIN' BIG (CH-CHING!)
NIGGA'S RIGHT?....I AIN'T HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!)
LEAVE THE DUDE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET)
AND THE GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!"

DIIIIPSET!
If this was football, I'd be touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
It's the circus though, I see tough clowns (clowns)
I don't you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go hard (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you feeling (how you feel?)
My floors come up, walls spin, drop (DROP!)

Not the crib that's the car when I or not (not a house)
Plus a partition....bath, bar,
Yeah, pa' shittin (shitting), they say didn't (YES WE DID!)
car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living)
Hang with Mariah, spent the with Vivica
tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
Just dog, "word to eveerything"?
YES, to everything now focus on this heavy bling
Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, things
Cheddy heavy so being some petty king (fuck all that)
Can't be right? Can't be arrogant
I stab a bitch ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
Tonya Harding, see the mobster's mobbing
You don't like us right? We got ya momma (true)
She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the be bigger"? (usually)
That's a mama car you can't game me nigga
My Royce a quarter mill, chain a half a
Earrings another 3 mill, you ought to chill