Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up wings and prepare them to fly

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

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

I looked up on and what did I see
forth 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 at the telly
They drew my picture with Bob
They probably wanna kill me, will I
In 1999 smokin' phillies, the kid
Was bustin' in the in my big claim

on somethin' and dig this
Got to it, catch and don't let go
in a fro, Bone watchin' for the po po
Roll over, then pull it, got my 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 spend a lot with a men
Lookin' at my watch like a meal
the block, they couldn't pin it, better send it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If a muthafucka really rumble, he could tumble
We wilder than any animal in the jungle
The name of the game is Block the basket, him out
Hit the goal the quarterback fumble

Strategize, any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of
Nigga considered the enemy, nigga, when you die
I keep my enemies close
'Cause I got a view of 'em in my scope, that's close enough

Leather Face'll fuck a 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 willin' to bet 'cha get lit up

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

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

You get this inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get up
If a nigga don't get satisfaction
Blastin' a madman
with the static 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
Don't be mumblin', speak a little

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

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

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

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

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

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