Luyện nghe bài hát WAR

Lil Mark get shot, Lil Reese and
Little niggas, it's hard to peace in them
Chiraq, say it's Middle Easterin'
Put flames in the air for the deceased to them
Young soldiers who never got to older
Dogtagged in the bag
Police the knot he had
he had weed in his system
Never at 13 they could enlist them
Momma him, body was colder
She was shaking, I to hold her
Tears on my shoulder, he was to
Be going to his junior year, is his funeral year
Pall-bearers, all like kids
Some faces show anger, some show
No mustaches, no
had the same aspirations as his
On a mission, staring in the
It never stop the Muslims and Christians
We under-21 gun them
to go back and recruit them
I'm 'bout war

To all the killas and the hundred dolla
Real hittas who got no feelins
To all the killas and the dolla billas
hittas who ain't got no feelins

There's a war going on inside, no man is from, goin on
Going on, there's a war going on inside, no man is safe
Or can escape from, one wars from the same place that hate from
Gang wars used to be the nations
Now it's cliques with clips and hittas is
They hit the innocent now families miss him
Death do kissed him, in his last breath he
But no so he assume position
It stop, hittas killing women and children
Angels cried, that's to be God's decision
Collisions of cliques after rap groups
Except wearing Jordans of black boots
Black troops trade war stories reminiscent of
the walk of those before me since I was a shorty
Seen slugs and and unemployment
Terror town was my first deployment
The life of a soldier ain't nothing to toy
I'm living in this shit the world exploit it
War

To all the killas and the hundred billas
Real hittas who got no feelins
To all the and the hundred dolla billas
Real hittas who ain't got no

My basic was aiming, hustling, banging, changing niggas up
Cause of what did to us, nigga, I don't give a fuck
do or die in the Chi and I ain't lived enough
Hoping for some visitors of war, I'm a
Politicians they did enough, to get rid of us
Hopped in the as soon as the shots hit the truck
Looked at my son I see his soul
Shot and at three years old

War!
We are at war!