Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

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

Untouchable mob of packers
Well known felons, labeled for drug selling, merciless
Forever roll 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 creeping
Duck or you ass out, drink you pass out
Ain't scared to die, 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 is fully guaranteed
Niggas is player haters, them my enemies, I'm dumpin'

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

it's on I'm popping off every chance I get
Out the window on some anthem shit
I'm stressing, but ain't no here I've been here before
Fugitive force 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 believe they won't take me
I'm different and I'ma it if it take me to die

Knew God had a plan for me but
He be laying up in my casket and doing life in a can for me
Maybe I'm brazey and than a bitch
Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy from that

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 come through cocking the pound
When they put twin up, 'Pac, I'm knocking 'em back down
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 enemies in the
Through the Henney I see the eyes of the
G riding with extra boxes of to the nine in the shevil

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

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

Worms in my eyes through 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 know your
That's why I keep pressure on like on a open wound
This God given, He keep me better music
So time 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 niggas you better it
Don't try to lie and say you was busting I'm clever

Claiming you Ruthless
You got the same bullets that you had when I 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 thug in bullet
Young no revolution and no cause
One nation young, black and by far
Young just trying to get this

Young nation just trying to get
Just to get this