Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

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

Who wanna see me solo? Makaveli while he sleeping
My murdering niggas while they creeping
Duck or you ass out, till you pass out
Ain't scared to die, drunk in my glasshouse

Niggas is under me, bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga, now 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
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation just trying to get

When it's on I'm popping off chance I get
Out the on some uptown anthem shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no pressure here I've here before
Fugitive task force at my girlfriend's

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

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

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

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

and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It's full of judges and chasing in the night
Through the Henney I see the eyes of the
G riding with extra boxes of bullets to the in the shevil

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

I always thought I'd 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 grave robbing bastards
Dig ya' grave up snatched you out the casket

Worms in my eyes eating my cabbage
It's the flesh to the bones, the bones to the
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
the 'Pac keeping the shot money, progressive

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

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

you repping Ruthless
You got the same bullets that you had I loaded it for you
You never used it, the none a dream, get ready for execution
Papoose, Fatal and 'Pac, the

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

Young nation trying to get this
Just to get this