Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

Murderous mind state, keep my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down,
Westside, Death Row, riders

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

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

Niggas is under me, they come to me
They heard the nigga, now they want to really see
Bomb first my is fully guaranteed
Niggas is haters, label them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

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

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

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

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be laying up in my casket and doing 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 angels spending last days by me
New Jon like Dave Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your clap, mine'll got brat
A like Geronimo Pratt

And come through cocking the black
When put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
Poster child yeah, Air one's with the crocodile checks
One poster 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 thug in scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young nation just trying to get

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

Worms in my eyes eating through my
the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm actually in a
With the 'Pac keeping the money, progressive

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

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

Claiming you Ruthless
You got the same bullets you had when I loaded it for you
You never used it, the none sareen a dream, get ready for
Papoose, and 'Pac, the revolution

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

Young just trying to get this
trying to get this