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 marching like a soldier, and my army right me
On that Westbank is where a nigga, might me
Fucking with me boy, you gon get 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 girl stop tripping, she could at a star
Hypnotic in the car, is all I to get mean
We could mix it with henny, and we 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
to the South, back to the house, come blow a ounce with me

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All my with me (yeah)
All my whodis me (yeah)
If you hustle for a nigga praying (yeah)
My soldieretts me (yeah)
My women (yeah)
Them hoes cause you looking good (hell yeah)

Everybody throw your dranks up, soldiers throw your up
Hit the flo', wild out, everybody something
Its your set, throw it up, show me where the fuck you
What you drinking mix it with this, hit this weed and some fun
Girls got they butts up, y'all what's up
We drinking this straight out the bottle, put them cups up
I'm from the of the Queen, that they call Anna
I to represent 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 heat on your ass, nigga play and get bagged
Uptown, out, t-shirts and du-rags
On the where you find me, my niggas right behind me
Third Ward projects, we on the grind G
My bottle chrome, nigga tats on arms
We gon wild out till, come home

Pull up in a big truck, on a set of twenty
Twenty G's cash, in the pocket to my P. jeans
Playa hatas mad, they wish they rid of me
I'm always on the radio, I'm on the t.v. screens
Now am I bout it huh, I'm bout it bout it
Hop out the limo, the women form a crowd around it
I keep the with me, never on the streets without 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 just got a from P
Huh to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you want
And watch how quick a nigga, you to the hospital
this baretta to your braids, me and my soldiers
Sticking together like Franky and me

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