Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

It's a World War Three,
wit me, nigga
My wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga
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 separate yo soul yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, coming yo block boy
And you can't stop us boy, betta 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 buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
Situations don't matter, put yo head on a
Catch the cut 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 this a
I ain't gone chill, I get a execution
Fu-Fuck a institution, this a revolution
I ain't chill, until I get a execution

So you say you want to the law
What about I break your jaw?
What about, when I come through hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my
people, wit a Sod-Off
I say you want to think, before you do
You don't really want to see me run through
I'm screamin out Gotti, before I got him so why you "Who that?"
You say you to wild out
But you don't to foul out
What the fuck you thinkin'
See you fuckin' wit a burner, when shit get hot it melt, ain't no
tellin' how it out
I'm bringin' fame to the streets in a way
Represent I&E and every day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, the fuck you say?
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 up in our mouth
Shit, bricks, and is what I'm all about
Say it
Rewind the shit, Play it again,???, ???, again
Cause you fuckin wit a nigga, war again

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's some serious shit I'm 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 you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH)
It's all the sign 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
That's just like a fight, up out of a fighter
Trick, I'm ready for it, 'noid, so energetic
And with that slick shit you pull, you me feel disrespected
a World War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boy
I ain't no gangsta I bring the drama boy

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