Luyện nghe bài hát Retaliation

[Intro:
Every the same shit happens
More fuckin' funerals, dead
Niggas out here killin' other
I don't why
And it happens to you
just turn the other fuckin' cheek
get back for your dead niggas
Yeah I'm up to

Sometimes I sit and
how motherfuckers gonna die this summer
Gunshots the hummer
Now the sawed-off riot pumps lead across your
They said: "Mama, you wouldn't strike back"
mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and puts us to hell
They it, there's no way to mend it, we'll end it
My hit the matresses, G.O.D.
Father - all prepared to get buckwild
Half my ball, other half ain't got it all
They stay up at nights waitin' on a call
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' mad loop and shit
So high, sometimes I gotta load they clips
I ain't mad at them though, dumps the ammo
in you, suspend you in here, yeah
It's the time the real niggas live for retaliation
on 'em, show, improve on 'em
All you punk bitches stand back and watch
Me, I'm up the Heckler & Gotch
I gots no love, for them busters, who put the in
I can still see my boys' body jerkin'
I ran over to him, put my hand on his
Hole like an apple in the of his neck
His eyes glanced up, his body once more
There's nothin' to do but to go to war
the hollow-tips in the chrome four-four
Roll down the windows, hang the out the door
all the fuckin' bodies that I can tonight
Double-back on your bitch crew, broad

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

Been straps so long I gots some permanent bruise in my leg
Better than dead
Now it's time to show you what I'm for in this
Rally up the wolfpack-attack
ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck with
Now on bitches, guys are darker than shit
You musta not a known you fuckin' hit that day
Or maybe you di, you're dyin'
And not you, some of your family
To tell you the any fuckin' body we see
You just wanna turn yourself into me
To save your hood pain of my treachery
You fucked up, we know who you are, ya live
We got your place ran up to a cop on the
We'll hit your block so hard, swear it was an earthquake
Squeeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib
I know breathin' hard, livin' on your last day
Or maybe, you're laughin', that you got away
I don't give a fuck, I won't
Till one of us me and my nigga
That's the fear of these
If ya smart, ya probably a break out of state
We'll just snatch your kid, your fuckin' bitch and wait
I'll ya down South, lay your ass out straight
There's no where to run, it's time to meet make
You got one chance, arm your whole crew
I stop my fuckin' niggas if I wanted to

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

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