Luyện nghe bài hát War Witcha Homeboy

Nigga, Nigga!!
Dayum.. I knew dis rap shit
Could have a nigga wit his own homebois, ya'know?
fucked up, but dis how it goes...

Came up (Yuh!), I did my
Dis is so I ain't sayin' no names (Nah!)
Started wit' a dream Martin Luther King
tha Fed's came sayin' my whole fuckin' team (Huh!)
Switched my game up, started tha bottom (Why?!)
My on tha way I don't need these problems (Aiight)
me a new job - I wanna rap
So I got myself a new squad, got out tha
Didn't have too many niggas ridin' me then (Uh)
But now everybody wanna in my Benz (Uhh!!)
Dis one nigga dat I called a of mine
He was really right when I didn't have a dime (Yeahh!)
But I on tha grind, waited in tha line
Thinkin' dat we'd both git rich in due (Nigga!)
My blessin' came and people to listin
It's G-Unit now so I put him in (Owh!)
To ride a nigga, and make his own bread
give him tha world but hayell, I did what I can
He got a lil' man dat he his artist (Yeah!)
I took him right in like "Damn, let's dis." (C'monn!)
Brought him round 50 to show him he got
He looked at me quickly and he was hot
We was on our way, to tha top
But my homeboi feel like his man need to (Uh ohh)
His frustration in, now here we go
My homeboi feelin' I owe a lil' mo'
dis tha 1st week my album out (Okayye!)
Shit my own damn mama didn't have a (Phureal!)
Stay focused tha way I dis
When tha lights on, you can see tha (Uh huh)
got bad, my homeboi really got mad
'Cause he losin' everythang dat he had (Aahh!)
Nobody to but who else, Guess who?
He started threats sayin' what he gon' do (Whudd!!)
Now I can't live around dis stuff (Nah)
Dis New York, my city ain't big enough
So I'm lookin' fo' my homeboy guns and shit (C'monn)
Askin' The Lord how did it to dis (Why?!)
There he goes, right with his toy souljas
I'm all by myself, git dis ova
Dogg down on the crowd, don't nobody move
my homeboi at, what he say he gon' do? (Huh!)
Outta nowhere, my homeboi his face (Aye!)
But one of his pull a gun from his waist (Dayum!!)
I started to shoot, but I looked in his
And i realized dat he didn't wanned die
So back to my homeboi, Wussup now?!
He like "Damn Buck, you really actin' up now"
I'm like "Nawhh, say you trynnah kill me."
still out nobody gittin' near me (Unh uh)
A car opens, and who do I see?!
My homeboi artist who was wit' me
He holla "Put ya guns down, and put ya up" (What?!)
I thinkin' I just fucked ya man up
Picked up my strap, hopped in my truck (C'monn)
my homeboi "Ya mayn's an act up" (Nigga!!)
Weeks went by, and we got cool
First shame on 'em, then it's shame on you (You!)
'Cause these same ol' dues dat i let back (Okayye)
Doin' all kinds'a shit my back now
Wanna sleep tha enemy to make some noise? (Aiight!)
But dis how it go in tha streets, when you war witcha

They in ya face
All tha time they take ya place (Backstabbas.. Backstabbas..)
They in ya face
All tha time wanna take ya place (Backstabbas.. Backstabbas..)