Luyện nghe bài hát We Got This

.....[forte & dmx growling]....

[chorus - forte' &

You wanna bust guns? (you wanna fists? ) - dmx in parentheses

! (dmx!)

Be the hottest!

[forte' &
We got this!!! (you ain't !!!!)

We got this! ( nigga! you ain't !!!)

We got this!

[forte' &
up! we locked it!!!

[forte' - one]

Associated the razor blade spinners like gym stars and heavy hitters,
Them younger gods love clips, broads that strip
Candle wax, brown beamers to
And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for pictures!
Thirty two shots to ya!
It's all about the cash when I'm wit' ya!
John make ya richer!
the prince of bel-air!
I'm known to sell heir, got game a politician
trying to add on, when it's not addition
You need to revamp! the hottest out the refugee camp!
Run up on you b, and leave your damp!
And stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From up to y.o.
El capitan john,
Get tore down, and the way it go down!
The east is like the wild without the showdown!
Them be like, "what now? !"
Get cut down! the gut down!
Intense heh? and leave you down!
You knocked out! regardless, what round! now? !!

Unghh!!! my said it!!
get it! that's the rule!
I'm 'bout to break off - a - li'l somethin', pass the food!
'cause when I'm drunk! I'm a nigga!
And all you gonna see is a spark, no whiffin' nigga!
I figure like this...it's just me the world!
'cause all my fuckin' life, it's the world against earl!
you think i'm-a do...when my back's against the wall!!?
Fuck it! get rolled! 'til I fall!
X'll kill 'em all!!! that's what say to me now!
You vermon nigga! in a time where it's to be foul!!
And you it!
got john blaze! just duckin' it!
And this track won't rest, x'll put the slug in it!
But, would it fit? ! nah, don't even like that!
This is shit that I could let go, and bring right back!
It's crack, if you cook it, overlook it, so I shook it!!!
Like a pit, what you get, is you wit' me so I took it!

2x]

[20 pikasoe - verse two]

track'll make me zone out!
Run up in the with the chrome out!
jerome out, no doubt!
Ice jingling, sons mingling, we bring it in!
baby!
Gotta get this baby!
50's and baby!
My whole crew be you
What you gonna talk about wit' a gun in front of !
Niggas grimy it, slimy wit' it!

Put in the baby, you gone
Too many rappers live for cunan
You knew was too on
Me and dmx, whether change suit on
Walk dogs, word to God to live large and get charged, what!?

Unghh! unghh!
If you my dog, you creep I creep!
Eat I eat!
Sleep I sleep!
For real, is deep!
And what you don't know, kill you!
From x, to forte' niggas feel you!!

I'm mine more
And very few can hold
The kick's too strong, niggas do songs, we live on!
to sit on!
I'm to shit on!

y'all talkin' mothafuckas keep walkin' watch the dogs barkin'!

Ungh! ungh! ungh!

I set the clock!
the glock!
Hit the block!
Rip the rock!
In the sock!
Get the knot!
This is hot!
Can't it, you mothafuckas since you know how it go, don't try it!

- 3x]