Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up wings and prepare them to fly

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

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

I looked up on Jordan and did I see
Comin forth to 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 wanna kill me, will I die?
In 1999 phillies, Bizzy the kid
Was bustin' in the in my big claim

on somethin' and dig this
Got to it, catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro, watchin' for the po po
Roll over, 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 spend a lot contend a men
Lookin' at my like a meal ticket
Arrest the block, they couldn't pin it, better 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
adjourned, court's adjourned, rest and burn

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

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

From the minute nigga outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I to pack one
Just like Little told you and me
Nigga, never leave the house packin' a gun

And that's real, leave it for the bill
Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", then start
the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for

ain't no joke
Too many 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 bein loud and

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

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

Now why the is niggas tellin' lies and rumors?
Talkin' 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 name of the is Block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the fumble

Strategize, any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of
Nigga considered the enemy, nigga, that's 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 nigga up and
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, on comin' and there's gon' be drama
Tellin' you niggas, you better not fuck me
'Cause I ain't that quiet nigga I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga

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

You get this feelin' inside my
Somebody get fucked up
If a nigga don't get some
Blastin' like a
Gettin' with the nigga lovin' the action

Yeah, my Bone niggas, come on
If any one of you got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really wanna 'em
Don't be mumblin', a little louder

While you steady 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, nigga deal 'em

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

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

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

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

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