Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

It's a War Three, nigga
Fuckin' wit me,
My niggas wit it, wit it, I&E,
War Three nigga,
Fuckin' wit me,
My wit it, wit it, WB bitch

It's a World War nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to yo soul from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, coming yo block boy
And you can't us boy, betta call the coppers boy
My wit it, wit it
Money, we get it, get it
I see my target, I hit it, hit it
ain't got no name
Gotti ain't playin'
Gotti don't buss in the crowd, I see my in aim
Situations don't matter, put yo on a platter
the cut then bitch, I shed, born, and rattle
Got on yo head, you ready, got on yo best?
You say you beefin' wit Gotti you livin' then you
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch a revolution
I ain't gone chill, until I get a
Fu-Fuck a institution, this a revolution
I gone chill, until I get a execution

So you say you to break the law
What about I break your jaw?
What about, when I come your hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my
people, stuntin' wit a
I say you want to think, you do that
You don't really want to see me run through
I'm screamin out Gotti, I got him so why you screamin' "Who that?"
You say you to wild out
But you want to foul out
What the you thinkin' bout?
See you fuckin' wit a block burner, shit get hot it melt, ain't no
tellin' how it out
I'm fame to the streets in a proper way
I&E each and every day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, what the fuck you
My grill ain't real, my shit don't shine in your
How many had six figgas, besides Jigga
Before the rap came, me and my niggas
Representin' down
Wit plat up in our
Shit, bricks, and chips is I'm all about
Say it
the shit, Play it again,???, ???, record again
Cause you wit a nigga, bring war again

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's some serious I'm bout to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get nigga, so I can lynch him! (WHO?)
ever join my team and try to exit (BITCH)
That's like having a Lexus and won't it (BITCH)
I know you like the ice up in my (BITCH)
It's all about the around my necklace (BITCH)
You (BITCH)
You had the
Now you can't do nothing, but
Like a hoe, wanting it rough, but you too
I'm the number one
Who say that they
just like bringing a fight, up out of a fighter
Trick, I'm ready for it, never 'noid, so
And with that slick shit you pull, you make me disrespected
It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin wit boy
I ain't no studio I bring the drama boy

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