Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb First

In today's news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the Makaveli
Music are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart

Although no one knows the exact cause of the new
Resources me a number of less fortunate rappers
joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row Records as

Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal
On Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G. and several New York rappers
Jay-Z, from 'Hawaiian Sophie' fame, Big whatever

And several corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up by this
The question wants to know is why'd they get
This nigga started? Tupac, Makaveli, was not available
For comment but released statement

It's not about or West
It's about niggaz and bitches, power and
Riders and punks, which are you on?

These is still fucking talking?
You niggaz still Fucking roaches, aight
Aight, the Raid for your cockroaches
(All day, everyday)

It's the for you punk motherfuckers
(The in yo' ass)
This is it nigga, style
(Outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the Don, shit, bring it

Allow me to introduce first, the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics the Holy Qu'Ran
get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's next to me we ride, for survival

Money making plans, pistol at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic, we drop it
Expose snakes 'cause breath freely, see me ride?
Located wide like the art of Graffiti

I think I'm than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right me
My Outlaw niggaz to die for me, knahmean?

I hit the scene niggaz from my guillotine stare
I'm right there, my every word, a fucking
Get me high, let me see the sun and fall
This for my down to die for yours

venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down to is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to explode or die
Murder lyrically and I'm not gon' cry

Me, a born leader leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my bitch eaters
And not a 'til I'm gone
Thug Life through my veins so I'm strong

Bye bye bye, get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep, nigga I find you

Weak motherfuckers deserve to breathe
How many niggaz to die for me? Yeah yeah
West ridah, coming right behind ya
never fucked wit me
I want money sex and weed
I won't rest till my road free, bomb first

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma first

We, bomb first we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't come to fight tonight
But it's my or yo' life and I'ma bomb first

For so many days and some many ways we've ducking strays
They delivers but we still some Bad Boy
Got nothing to lose, I gots no to go
I only got one home, see me on Death Row

Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general
And I be a soldier on a
Sent to do, what never do and that's ride for the 'cause
Yes, die for the cause

Ya, best believe if I'ma leave bitch, yo, I'm dying with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'fucking
Got a little for that nigga that made Paparazzi
If you ain't in this rap game, for the cash mayne

Then what is your motherfucking
can serve us
E.D.I. Amin worthless
until the day, I decided to bomb first, bitch

Come on, bring it, we'll with it
Come on, it

style wack as ever, like you was rocking patent leather
Causing massive terror, y'all lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half kingpin, yer telling fairy tales dunn
'King of New York', you the motherfucking one?

But I'm from Jerz and we don't play shit
From the Claire down to North Bricks, all my niggaz chips
Getting rich, though it's hard
Trying to creep these halls and brawls

Without by a revolv' with no warning signs
'Cause yo my man five
Now, I'm the young one with the
Ready to put in my
Shoot first, at they head burst bleeding
Don't want to hear no shit evening, believe me

We, bomb when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and niggaz on the rise
and bomb first

We, first when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
G's, and thug on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize and bomb