Luyện nghe bài hát Battlezone

Pick up your wings and prepare to fly

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

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

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

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

One, two look at the
They drew my picture Bob Marley
probably wanna 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 feel it, and don't let go
in a fro, Bone watchin' for the po po
Roll over, pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo
stand, it's turnin' to a jungle

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

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

I can't sleep at '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 around the
Got me paranoia like they comin' for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If a really wanna rumble, he could tumble
We wilder than any that's 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
considered the enemy, nigga, that's when you die
I never keep my enemies
'Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope, that's close

Leather Face'll 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 willin' to bet that get lit up

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

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

You get this inside my bloodline
Somebody get fucked up
If a nigga don't get some
Blastin' a madman
Gettin' with the static 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

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 Bone Thug
If there's any objections, nigga with 'em

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

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

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

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

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