Luyện nghe bài hát War

Yeah, yeah, right niggaz, huh
Yeah, that bounce we need ya
Marcy, we at, huh? Right here
Let me hear some new shit, yeah,
Just Blaze, you a muhfucker wit' these
Boy, let me hold it though, yo

Let the hood know, that Bleek ain't
Anywhere in the world, I don't tuck the
And I walk like, yeah, I the cane
But dawg, the shorty, trust me I ain't playing
War, I'm ready for it to go
Anybody that know me know I love it go there

Dawg, and yeah, that's
Four dimes, all nigga, that's wassup
Yeah, wanna curse me out
You get me
'Cause the chain's like it's out
But E's wit' the Roc-A-Fella gang, hoe

Whole crew got cheese mozzarella Mayne
Top come off, top stay on,
Got rid of the
I don't like the niggaz
Six is better, room
And there's more wood to my interior

is war, enough of them words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You gettin' money, we got more
We got more, nigga, is war

is war, enough of them words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You that money, we got more
We got more, nigga, is war

I warned her, man, not fear, man
If you violate, man, then you die by
And it be fine, behanded that man
That man I am and you don't
But I hear the like, Bleek, where you been?
It's unfortunate, I'm in again, huh

Niggaz is rappin' and clappin' I'm laughin'
Sat in my hood and tried to live average
But you still me to bang at 'em
Stack paper, send a lil' gang at 'em
But I see you wanna my chill

Trips to Earth, meetings wit' Mc Neil
Or round table wit' Hov
You me in the hood, still over that stove
Nigga, I got in droves
It ain't nothing to a boss, we'll go in your clothes,

This is war, of them words, we want war
You throw a of shots, we throw more
You that money, we got more
We got more, nigga, is war

is not for children, not for lames
Only for real niggaz that can what I'm saying
If it's too blatant it's not for you
You do a hit, throw up later, not for you
So just quit you bitch, me sick
You never pimped, you only friendly chicks

And I've been for a minute
Jay beat up the drum, now whinin' like women
I'm right back, nigga, where you at,
the Mac nigga, spit it like that nigga
And I tried to chill even

I got to everyday like I ain't signed a deal, nigga
still in the hood, work steel in defense
I got a flow like I'm still on the bench,
Got a like Sunday's paper
I lay that down and I get paper, nigga

This is war, of them words, we want war
You throw a couple of shots, we more
You that money, we got more
We got more, nigga, is war