Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

When 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 I've here before
Fugitive task force at my girlfriend's

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, clip's 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 God had a plan 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 dead angels spending last by me
New Jersey Jon like Dave
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got
A like Geronimo Pratt

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

Money and murder, is all I breathe in my
It's of judges and chasing enemies in the night
Through the Henney I see the of the devil
G riding extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

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

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' back up snatched you out the casket

Worms in my 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,

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

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

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

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

Young nation just trying to get
Just to get this