Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up your wings and prepare to fly

Souljah, souljah, Bone
Souljah, souljah, Bone
Souljah, souljah, Bone

Swing low chariot
Comin' forth to me home
Swing low chariot
Comin' to carry me home

I up on Jordan and what did I see
Comin to carry me home
did I see
Comin' forth to me home

Listen to my cry
My cry
to my battle cry
My cry

One, two look at the
They my picture with Bob Marley
They probably kill me, will I die?
In 1999 phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was bustin' in the in my big claim

Kickin' on somethin' and dig
Got to it, catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro, watchin' for the po po
Roll over, then pull it, got my in my fo fo
stand, it's turnin' to a jungle

Comin' out a 4-door and I spend a lot for show
No, no, don't spend a lot with a men
Lookin' at my watch a meal ticket
the block, they couldn't pin it, better send it

For the cops absorb you soul of course, to the Pharaoh
Murder mo, curly, I heard it lower and it burn
our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned, court's adjourned, and burn

I sleep at night 'cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin' and tryin' to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin' off lead around the corner
Got me feelin' paranoia like they for me

And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacin' back and
So much shit on my mind, so many to do
So little time a nigga got to do it in
Man, I be ready for war in my fatigues and

From the minute nigga step
Nina Ross on my hip and I gots to one
Just like Little Eazy-E you and me
Nigga, never the house without packin' a gun

And real, leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", then start
When the shit poppin' off in my
Nigga got a for protection

Life ain't no
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for and that's foul
Nigga, if you see a fool, pick a fool out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for loud and wild

Shit is
Ain't none of that fagot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battlezone shit
Put the match on shit, up gassin' shit

It's same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin' niggas in the
Give them muthafuckas more than a headache
Get at that nigga faster than Fed-Ex
They're runnin', retreatin', screamin', Mayday, we're down

Now why the is niggas tellin' lies and rumors?
about we split up
'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
Niggas really need to shut shit up

If a muthafucka wanna rumble, he could tumble
We wilder than any that's in the jungle
The of the game is Block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal the quarterback fumble

Strategize, any hatin' ain't a friend of mine
considered the enemy, nigga, that's when you die
I never my enemies close
I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope, that's close enough

Leather fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter and I show a bitch a nigga
See me drivin', bitch, on and try to rob me
I'm to bet that 'cha get lit up

Get off of me, baby, keep on comin' and gon' be drama
Tellin' you niggas, you not fuck with me
'Cause I ain't that nigga that I used to be
Look how the give a nigga attitude

Nigga, sick of humble
Now I'm like that I gotta get mine
They try to a nigga love but fuck that it ain't no love
'Cause in the you get fucked every time

You get this feelin' my bloodline
finna get fucked up
If a nigga don't get satisfaction
Blastin' a madman
with the static nigga lovin' the action

Yeah, my Bone Thug niggas, on
If any one of you got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really solve 'em
be mumblin', speak a little louder

While you steady talkin' like louder than the next nigga
We'll be up in you
Now hater feel us, who the realest? The Bone Thug
If there's any objections, nigga with 'em

Realer than them muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin' all on the
Wanna be us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with pants saggin'

They actin' but when it's really time to show tactics
The niggas don't have 'em, we murdered the
Put 'em all in bags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash, that's ass

'Cause when we clash, ain't no back
Huntin' niggas from the past, we gon' settle shit right here
Fight to whoever be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a

Not me, I'm to wake up
And be livin' in the mornin', you feelin' me?
Quicker than a clocked missile
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right your eye

we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple times and ride out, ride out, ride out
Nigga, we ride out, out, ride out
Nigga, we out, ride out, ride out
Nigga, we ride out, out