Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

It's a World War Three,
Fuckin' wit me,
My wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga
World War nigga,
wit me, nigga
My niggas wit it, wit it, WB

It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin' wit boy
I'm bout to yo soul from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, through yo block boy
And you can't us boy, betta call the coppers boy
My wit it, wit it
Money, we get it, get it
I see my target, I hit it, hit it
ain't got no name
Gotti playin' games
Gotti buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
Situations don't matter, put yo on a platter
the cut then bitch, I shed, born, and rattle
Got on yo head, feel you ready, got on yo
You say you wit Gotti you livin' then you blessed
Fu-Fuck a institution, this a revolution
I gone chill, until I get a execution
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a
I ain't gone chill, I get a execution

So you say you to break the law
What about when I your jaw?
What about, when I come through your hood, in a Regal, me and my
people, wit a Sod-Off
I say you want to think, before you do
You don't really want to see me run that
I'm out Gotti, before I got him so why you screamin' "Who that?"
You say you to wild out
But you don't to foul out
What the you thinkin' bout?
See you fuckin' wit a block burner, when get hot it melt, ain't no
how it turn out
I'm bringin' fame to the streets in a way
Represent I&E each and day
Yo Gotti, motherfucker, what the fuck you
My grill ain't real, my shit don't shine in your
How many niggas had six figgas, besides
Before the rap game came, me and my
down south
Wit up in our mouth
Shit, bricks, and chips is I'm all about
Say it
Rewind the shit, Play it again,???, ???, record
you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war again

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's some shit I'm bout to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get nigga, so I can lynch him! (WHO?)
Don't ever join my team and try to (BITCH)
like having a Lexus and won't flex it (BITCH)
I you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH)
It's all about the sign around my (BITCH)
You (BITCH)
You had the
Now you do nothing, but panic
Like a hoe, wanting it rough, but you too
I'm the number one
Who say that tighter?
That's just like bringing a fight, up out of a
Trick, I'm ready for it, never 'noid, so
And that slick shit you pull, you make me feel disrespected
It's a War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boy
I ain't no studio gangsta I bring the boy

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