Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb First

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

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

Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at
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 other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up by release
The question wants to know is why'd they get
This nigga Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available
For comment but this statement

It's not about or West
It's about niggaz and bitches, power and
Riders and punks, side are you on?

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

It's the raid for you punk
(The in yo' ass)
This is it nigga, Killuminati
(Outlaw lifestyle)
the Don, solo shit, bring it

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

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

I I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty, huh, in city you'll find me
Look for trouble right me
My niggaz down to die for me, knahmean?

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

venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down to is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to ride or die
motherfuckers 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 'til I'm gone
Thug Life through my veins so I'm strong

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

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

We, bomb when we ride
Please, 'fo you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody
But it's my life or yo' life and I'ma first

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

For so many days and some many ways we've been ducking
They delivers but we still Bad Boy killers
Got to lose, I gots no where to go
I got one home, see me stranded on Death Row

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

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

Then what is your motherfucking
can serve us
E.D.I. Amin born
That's until the day, I to bomb first, bitch

Come on, bring it, stick with it
on, bring it

Your style wack as ever, you was rocking patent leather
Causing massive terror, niggaz lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half drug kingpin, yer telling fairy dunn
'King of New York', you the motherfucking one?

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 it's hard
Trying to creep through these and brawls

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

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

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