Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up your wings and prepare to fly

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

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

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

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

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

Kickin' on and dig this
Got to feel it, catch and let go
Wretched in a fro, Bone for the po po
Roll over, then 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, spend a lot contend with a men
at my watch like a meal ticket
Arrest the block, they couldn't pin it, send it

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

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

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

From the nigga step outside
Ross on my hip and I gots to pack one
Just like Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga, never leave the house packin' a gun

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

Life no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and foul
Nigga, if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the
And hit him dead in his mouth for loud and wild

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

It's that same nigga runnin' the AK-47
Bustin' in the belly
Give them more than just a headache
Get back at that faster than Fed-Ex
They're runnin', retreatin', screamin', Mayday, we're goin'

Now why the fuck is niggas lies and rumors?
Talkin' we split up
I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that up

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

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

Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and
And hit 'em with the millimeter and I a bitch kill 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 that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters a nigga attitude

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

You get this feelin' my bloodline
finna get fucked up
If a nigga get some satisfaction
like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga the action

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

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

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

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

when we clash, ain't no comin' back
Huntin' niggas from the past, we gon' settle this shit right
Fight to whoever blood be first
Who will be the nigga ridin' in a hearse?

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

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