Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

Murderous mind state, can't keep my nine
on this Hennessey, waiting for the time to break
Show up and bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

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

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

Niggas is under me, bitches come to me
heard the stories 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 in bullet scar
Young no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get

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

Now they checking in her bedroom, I 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 prove it if it 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 and paranoid than a bitch
Me dying? You think I'll let them see joy that shit?

Walking angels spending last days by me
New Jon like Dave Tyre
Young George or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, got brat
A soldier like Geronimo

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

Money and murder, is all I in my life
full of judges and chasing enemies in the night
Through the Henney I see the eyes of the
G with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the shevil

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no
One nation young, black and 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 perspective of a box
You end up in a box 'cause of them grave robbing
Dig ya' grave back up snatched you out the

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

They don't want no drama, I know 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 present improvement

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

Claiming you repping
You got the same bullets 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
nation just trying to get this

Young nation trying to get this
Just trying to get