Luyện nghe bài hát War

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Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we
When there's beef best we bust
We can it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
Pure, uncut, raw over here

(Yukon)
Yo you see the game getting this year
They done put P with Afficial something in here
I'm tryin to take em they ain't been
Somethin out they range
Ain't in they budget, you they can't spend
Where we at, in a of our own
And I this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
So they can see the I got
how there's one in every neighborhood
Strangers feel they're tourin blocks
You it ain't too hard to tell
That every of my street team ain't too far from jail
And if he down then his book's
You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look
Beef ain't a with us now
And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the
And let em they playin with that
And imma show em one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

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(Desperado)
I write my rhymes in the cuz my balls is cookin
Used to fuck bitches now the stars is looking
Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their
Cuz we hard to figure out, the lock to a safe
I go to court the judge dropping the
No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm the place
And I'm quick to pop the 8, just how I was raised
Desperado, name like the shells in the gauge
And age the major reason why can't believe it
But we all and y'all gotta receive it
But they don't it till a year later
Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like
Your team squeeze, guess what, mines will
Or till there's a million a show like Seinfield
Plus we got the skill for this, any time
But this burner to head, make you lose your mind nigga

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(S-Flames)
I can the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
Now hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
I got ten young boys on the block them quarters
I'm washin my car with spring water
Why you try to send your man to merc me
You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is
I'm a man, you a man, won't you act one
See me face to face chump, watch me beat you my son
You fucked up comin strong with the
Getting killed no money now you dead broke
If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop fight
Get buck Bugsy and his men go hard all night
you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
Furnished and customized, you I got a bad house
Game over, in here
I live inside of a shape, my house the Square nigga

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(Curren$y)
thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
A hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
Same over the celly, sit back and write
only found half of ya so your casket lite
Now your body easy to carry
These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get
2 shots to the grill, put a in ya smile
With a banana longer than the O.J. trial
Now let me find out you to put a stop to my sales
Put a through ya head like the top of a whale
If a nigga get knocked I can my own bail
A million dollars in let me outta this cell
Man y'all niggas beginners
I got enough bricks to the whole World Trade Center
Old school Regals, D's, and spinners
Everyday I got a different mink for the whole

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