Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every year the same happens
fuckin' funerals, dead homies
Niggas out killin' each other
I don't why
And when it to you
can't turn the other fuckin' cheek
Gotta get back for your dead
Yeah I'm up to

Sometimes I sit and
how many motherfuckers gonna die this
Gunshots the hummer
Now the riot pumps lead across your beds
They "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and puts us to hell
They started it, no way to mend it, we'll end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father style - all prepared to get
Half my niggas ball, other ain't got it all
They stay up at waitin' on a combat call
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' mad loop and shit
So high, sometimes I even gotta load clips
I ain't mad at them though, they the ammo
in you, you in here, hell yeah
It's the that the real niggas live for retaliation
Move on 'em, show, on 'em
All you bitches just stand back and watch
Me, I'm oilin' up the & Gotch
I gots no love, for them busters, who put the in
I can still see my fuckin' body jerkin'
I ran over to him, put my on his chest
Hole like an apple in the of his neck
His eyes glanced up, his body jerked once
nothin' else to do but to go to war
Slide the hollow-tips in the four-four
Roll down the windows, hang the out the door
Catch all the fuckin' that I can tonight
on your bitch crew, broad daylight

[Chorus:
There's no innocence allowed in these streets
Grab guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak
Tell me would you do if they killed your best friend?
Could you keep 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 some permanent bruise in my leg
that than dead
Now time to show you what I'm trained for in this
up the wolfpack-attack relentless
Make ya understand it was the wrong ya fuck with
Now it's on bitches, guys are darker shit
You musta not a known when you hit that day
Or maybe you di, you're anyway
And not just you, some of family
To tell you the truth any fuckin' we see
You might just wanna turn yourself me
To save your hood of my crews' treachery
You fucked up, we know who you are, where ya
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 whole crib shake
I know you're breathin' hard, on your last day
Or maybe, laughin', thinkin' that you got away
I don't a fuck, I won't sleep
Till one of us lays me and my
That's the of these triggers
If ya smart, ya probably make a out of state
We'll just snatch kid, grab your fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll catch ya down South, lay ass out straight
There's no where to run, it's time to meet your
You got one chance, arm whole damn crew
I couldn't stop my fuckin' if I wanted to

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

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