Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

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

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

Niggas is me, they bitches come to me
They heard the 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 thug in bullet
nation no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation trying to get this

When it's on I'm off every chance I get
Out the window on uptown anthem shit
I'm stressing, but no pressure here I've been here before
Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, extended steel, I ain't scared
Outlaw, and best they 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 brazey and paranoid a bitch
Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy that shit?

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

And come cocking the black pound
When they put twin towers up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back
Poster yeah, Air Force one's with the crocodile checks
One some poster 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 to the nine in the shevil

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

I always thought I'd have to die to do a record '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
the flesh to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
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 wound
This God given, He keep me better music
So time you hear me, my songs present improvement

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

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

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

Young nation just to get this
Just trying to get