Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb First

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

Although no one knows the cause of the new album
Resources tell me a number of less rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to the character
Of not only Mr. but of Death Row Records as well

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

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

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

These niggaz is still fucking
You niggaz still Fucking roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid for cockroaches
(All day, everyday)

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

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

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

I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is
Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in every city find me
Look for trouble behind me
My Outlaw niggaz down to die for me,

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

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

Me, a born leader never the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my nigga eaters
And not a whimper I'm gone
Life running through my veins so I'm strong

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

Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to
How many niggaz down to die for me? yeah
West coast ridah, right behind ya
Should've never wit me
I money hoes sex and weed
I won't rest till my road dawgs free, bomb

We, bomb when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my or yo' life and I'ma bomb first

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

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

With Outlawz, Makaveli, be the general
And I be a on a mission
Sent to do, you'll never do and that's ride for the 'cause
Yes, I'll die for the

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

Then what is your purpose?
None can us
E.D.I. born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first,

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

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

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

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

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

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