Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation trying to get this

Murderous mind state, can't my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break
up and motherfuckers bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

mob of pistol packers
Well known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless
buzzed roll with thugs and dons
Commence to letting off rounds, escape in the fog

Who wanna see me Catch Makaveli while he sleeping
My mini-fourteen niggas while they creeping
or you ass out, drink till you pass out
Ain't to die, drunk driving in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, they bitches to me
They the stories nigga, now they want to really see
Bomb first my motto is fully
is player haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

Who you
One nation under a in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation trying to get this

it's on I'm popping off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here been here before
Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door

Now they checking in her bedroom, I ain't
Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't
Outlaw, and best they won't take me alive
I'm different and prove it if it take me to die

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be up in my casket and doing life in a can for me
Maybe I'm and paranoid than a bitch
Me dying? You think let them see joy from that shit?

Walking dead angels last days by me
New Jersey Jon like Dave
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your clap, mine'll got brat
A soldier like Pratt

And through cocking the black pound
they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One poster wild sex

Money and murder, is all I in my life
It's full of judges and chasing enemies in the
Through the I see the eyes of the devil
G with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

Who you
One nation under a in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
nation just trying to get this

I always I'd have to die to do a record with 'Pac
So I wrote from the of a graveyard box
You end up in a box 'cause of them grave bastards
Dig ya' grave up snatched you out the casket

in my eyes eating through my cabbage
It's the to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
With the 'Pac keeping the shot money,

don't really want no drama, I know your goon's
That's why I keep pressure on them like on a open
This God given, He keep giving me music
So every you hear me, my songs present improvement

Y'all kill me, y'all forever losing
Songs are evolution if I load your gun for you you bang it out
With some other niggas you better it
Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever

Claiming you repping
You got the same that you had when I loaded it for you
You used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

Who you
One nation under a in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation trying to get this

Young nation trying to get this
Just to get this