Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up your and prepare them to fly

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

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

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

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

One, two at the telly
They my picture with Bob Marley
They wanna kill me, will I die?
In smokin' phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was in the ceilin' in my big claim

on somethin' and dig this
Got to feel it, catch and let go
Wretched in a fro, watchin' for the po po
over, then pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo
Gotta stand, turnin' to a jungle

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

For the cops absorb you soul of course, praise to the
mo, curly, I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still out
Court's adjourned, court's adjourned, rest and

I can't sleep at 'cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin' and turnin' tryin' to my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin' off lead around the corner
Got me paranoia like they comin' for me

And I be my heat, got me pacin' back and forth
So shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little a nigga really got to do it in
Man, I be ready for war in my and boots

From the minute step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I to pack one
Just like Little told you and me
Nigga, never the house without packin' a gun

And real, leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", start flexin'
When the shit off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for

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 elastic fagot band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battlezone shit
Put the match on shit, straight up gassin'

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

Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies and
Talkin' we split up
'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
Niggas need to shut that shit up

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

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

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

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

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

You get feelin' inside my bloodline
Somebody get fucked up
If a nigga don't get satisfaction
like a madman
Gettin' with the nigga lovin' the action

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

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

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

They actin' but when it's really time to some tactics
The niggas have 'em, we murdered the bastards
Put 'em all in body and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash, that ass

'Cause when we clash, no comin' back
niggas from the past, we gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be first
Who will be the nigga away in a hearse?

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

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