Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #1

While you I'm running, while you shooting I'm chopping
Got me confused them dudes, but who is you to be knocking
Now I be like a soldier, and my army right behind me
On that Westbank is where a nigga, find me
with me boy, you gon get your ish-a
I from the heights, all the way to the pitcher
And I'm all about a dolla dolla, nobody hotta
I can pull a Prada model, t-shirt wobble wobble
We in the pop a bottle, at the bar
Tell your stop tripping, she could holla at a star
Hypnotic in the car, is all I need to get
We mix it with henny, and we turning it green
Like one say, to the right right, to the left left, to the right
Let me see you with me, East to the West
North to the South, to the house, come blow a ounce with me

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All my soldiers me (yeah)
All my with me (yeah)
If you hustle hard for a praying (yeah)
My soldieretts me (yeah)
My women (yeah)
hoes hatin' cause you looking good (hell yeah)

Everybody throw your dranks up, soldiers throw tanks up
Hit the flo', wild out, drink something
Its your set, it up, show me where the fuck you from
What you drinking mix it with this, hit weed and have some fun
Girls got butts up, y'all know what's up
We drinking this straight out the bottle, whodi put them up
I'm from the home of the Queen, that they Anna
I to represent New Orleans, Louisiana

P]
The New No Limit guerillas, we gon to get scrilla
I'm a soldier till I die, and real niggas gon us
I put that heat on ass, nigga play and get bagged
Uptown, thugged out, t-shirts and
On the block where you find me, my niggas right me
Third Calliope projects, we on the grind G
My bottle slang chrome, nigga tats on
We gon wild out till, come home

Pull up in a big truck, on a set of three's
Twenty G's cash, in the pocket to my P. jeans
Playa hatas mad, they wish could rid of me
I'm always on the radio, I'm on the t.v. screens
Now am I bout it huh, whodi I'm bout it it
Hop out the limo, the women form a crowd around it
I keep the burner with me, never on the streets it
I put you in the papers, let your family read it
I'm hard in the streets, and I own my own crib
You'll see a landlord, round me
T-R-U nigga, you ask my dog C
And my money hell-a-long, cause I got a check from P
Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck if you want
And watch how a nigga, send you to the hospital
Stick this baretta to your braids, me and my
Sticking together Franky Beverly and me

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