Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #1

While you walking I'm running, while you shooting I'm
Got me confused with them dudes, but who is you to be
Now I be like a soldier, and my army right behind me
On that is where a nigga, might find me
Fucking with me boy, you gon get ish-a
I represent the heights, all the way to the pitcher
And I'm all about a dolla, nobody hotta hotta
I can a Prada model, t-shirt holla wobble wobble
We in the pop a bottle, at the bar
Tell your girl stop tripping, she could 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 bounce with me, East to the
North to the South, back to the house, come a ounce with me

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All my soldiers me (yeah)
All my whodis me (yeah)
If you hustle hard for a nigga (yeah)
My soldieretts me (yeah)
My women (yeah)
Them hatin' cause you looking good (hell yeah)

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

P]
The New No guerillas, we gon ride to get scrilla
I'm a soldier till I die, and niggas gon feel us
I put that on your ass, nigga play and get bagged
Uptown, thugged out, t-shirts and
On the block where you me, my niggas right behind me
Ward Calliope projects, we on the grind G
My bottle chrome, nigga tats on arms
We gon wild out till, C-Murder come

Pull up in a big truck, on a set of twenty
G's cash, in the pocket to my P. Miller jeans
Playa hatas mad, wish they could rid of me
I'm always on the radio, I'm on the t.v. screens
Now am I it huh, whodi I'm bout it bout it
Hop out the limo, watch the women form a crowd it
I keep the burner with me, on the streets without it
I put you in the papers, let your read about it
I'm hard in the streets, and I own my own crib
never see a landlord, round me
T-R-U nigga, you ask my dog C
And my money hell-a-long, I just got a check from P
Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you
And watch how quick a nigga, you to the hospital
Stick this baretta to braids, me and my soldiers
Sticking like Franky Beverly and me

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