Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

Who you
One nation under a thug in scar
Young nation no and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation just to get this

Murderous mind state, can't keep my straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break
up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Row, Outlaw riders

Untouchable mob of packers
known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll with thugs and
Commence to off rounds, then escape in the fog

Who wanna see me solo? Catch while he sleeping
My mini-fourteen murdering niggas they creeping
Duck or you ass out, drink till you out
Ain't scared to die, driving in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, they come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now they want to see
Bomb first my motto is fully
Niggas is haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

Who you
One under a thug in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get

When it's on I'm off every chance I get
Out the on some uptown anthem shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure I've been here before
task force at my girlfriend's door

Now checking in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, clip's steel, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and believe they won't take me alive
I'm different and prove it if it take me to die

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be laying up in my casket and life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and paranoid than a
Me dying? You think let them see joy from that shit?

Walking dead angels spending days by me
New Jersey Jon like Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got
A soldier like Pratt

And come through cocking the pound
When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One some poster sex

Money and murder, is all I breathe in my
It's full of judges and chasing enemies in the
Through the Henney I see the eyes of the
G riding with extra boxes of bullets to the in the shevil

Who you
One under a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young just trying to get this

I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I wrote from the of a graveyard box
You end up in a box of them grave robbing bastards
Dig ya' grave back up you out the casket

Worms in my eating through my cabbage
It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive

They don't want no drama, I know your goon's
That's why I keep pressure on them on a open wound
This God given, He giving me better music
So every you hear me, my songs present improvement

Y'all can't kill me, y'all losing
Songs are evolution if I your gun for you will you bang it out
some other niggas you better shoot it
Don't try to lie and say you was I'm clever stupid

Claiming you Ruthless
You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you
You never used it, the none a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

Who you
One nation under a thug in scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, and dangerous by far
Young just trying to get this

Young nation just trying to get
Just to get this