Luyện nghe bài hát We Got This

.....[forte & dmx growling]....

[chorus - forte' &

You wanna bust guns? (you wanna lock ) - dmx in parentheses

! (dmx!)

Be the hottest!

[forte' &
We got this!!! (you hear? !!!!)

We got this! ( nigga! you ain't !!!)

We got this!

[forte' &
up! we locked it!!!

[forte' - verse

Associated with the razor blade like gym stars and heavy hitters,
Them younger gods banana clips, broads that strip
Candle wax, brown beamers to
And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for pictures!
Thirty two shots to ya!
It's all about the cash I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John make ya richer!
Fuck the of bel-air!
I'm known to sell heir, got game like a
trying to add on, when it's not addition
You need to revamp! the nigga out the refugee camp!
Run up on you b, and leave seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, high, by low
From up to y.o.
El john, micapo
Get down, and that's the way it go down!
The east is the wild west without the showdown!
niggas be like, "what now? !"
Get cut down! the gut down!
heh? and leave you shut down!
You knocked out! regardless, what round! what !!

Unghh!!! my said it!!
get it! that's the rule!
I'm 'bout to break money off - a - somethin', pass the food!
when I'm drunk! I'm a different nigga!
And all you gonna see is a spark, ain't no nigga!
I figure like this...it's me against the world!
'cause all my fuckin' life, it's been the against earl!
What you i'm-a do...when my back's against the wall!!?
it! get rolled! roll 'til I fall!
X'll 'em all!!! that's what they say to me now!
You vermon nigga! in a time where it's to be foul!!
And you it!
It's got john blaze! just it!
And track won't rest, unless x'll put the slug in it!
But, would it fit? ! nah, don't even think that!
is some shit that I could let go, and bring right back!
It's like crack, if you cook it, overlook it, so I it!!!
Like a pit, what you get, is what you wit' me so I it!

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[20 pikasoe - verse two]

This make me zone out!
Run up in the party the chrome out!
Clear out, no doubt!
Ice jingling, sons mingling, drugs we it in!
baby!
Gotta get money baby!
50's and baby!
My whole crew be you
What you gonna talk about wit' a gun in front of !
grimy wit' it, slimy wit' it!

Put in the card baby, you
Too many hard rappers for cunan
You knew was too on
Me and dmx, change your suit on
Walk dogs, word to God to live large and get charged, what!?

Unghh! unghh!
If you my dog, you creep I creep!
Eat I eat!
when I sleep!
For real, is deep!
And what you know, will kill you!
From x, to forte' niggas will you!!

I'm roundin' mine
And few can nine hold
The kick's too strong, y'all niggas do songs, we on!
to sit on!
I'm to shit on!

Watch y'all talkin' keep walkin' watch the dogs barkin'!

Ungh! ungh! ungh!

I set the clock!
the glock!
Hit the block!
Rip the rock!
In the sock!
Get the knot!
This is hot!
Can't it, you mothafuckas since you know how it go, don't try it!

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