Luyện nghe bài hát World War III

It's a War Three, nigga
wit me, nigga
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 nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to separate yo from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy, coming 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 ain't playin'
Gotti don't in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
don't matter, put yo head on a platter
Catch the cut bitch, I shed, born, and rattle
Got on yo head, you ready, got on yo best?
You say you beefin' wit you livin' then you blessed
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch a revolution
I gone chill, until I get a execution
Fu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a
I ain't chill, until I get a execution

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

I attention! (WHO?)
If you a I&E pay attention! (WHY?)
Cause it's serious shit I'm bout to mention! (WHAT?)
Go and get that nigga, so I can him! (WHO?)
ever join my team and try to exit (BITCH)
That's like having a Lexus and flex it (BITCH)
I you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH)
all about the sign around my necklace (BITCH)
You (BITCH)
You had the
Now you can't do nothing, but
Like a hoe, it rough, but you too romantic
I'm the one writer
Who say they tighter?
That's just bringing a fight, up out of a fighter
Trick, I'm ready for it, 'noid, so energetic
And with that slick shit you pull, you me feel disrespected
It's a War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boy
I ain't no gangsta I bring the drama boy

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