Luyện nghe bài hát Dumpin'

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

Murderous mind state, keep my nine straight
Sipping on this Hennessey, waiting for the to break
Show up and bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw

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

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

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

Who you
One nation a thug in bullet scar
nation no revolution and no cause
One young, black and dangerous by far
Young just 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 been here before
Fugitive task at my girlfriend's door

Now they in her bedroom, I ain't there
Forty Cal's, extended clip's steel, I ain't
Outlaw, and best they won't take me alive
I'm different and prove it if it take me to die

Knew that God had a for me but
He won't be laying up in my 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 from shit?

Walking dead angels spending last by me
New Jersey Jon Dave Tyre
Young or Jonathan Jack, your guns clap, mine'll got brat
A soldier like Pratt

And through cocking the black pound
they put twin towers 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
the Henney I see the eyes of the devil
G riding with extra boxes of bullets to the nine in the

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

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

Worms in my eyes through my cabbage
It's the to the bones, the bones to the ashes
But I'm not dead, I'm in a session
With the 'Pac keeping the shot money,

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

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

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

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

Young nation trying to get this
trying to get this