Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #1

While you I'm running, while you shooting I'm chopping
Got me confused with dudes, but who is you to be knocking
Now I be marching a soldier, and my army right behind me
On Westbank is where a nigga, might find me
Fucking me boy, you gon get your ish-a
I represent the heights, all the way to the pitcher
And I'm all a dolla dolla, nobody hotta hotta
I can pull a Prada model, t-shirt holla 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, left to the right right, to the left, to the right
Let me see you with me, East to the West
North to the South, back to the house, come blow a with me

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

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

P]
The New No Limit guerillas, we gon ride to get
I'm a soldier till I die, and real gon feel us
I put that heat on your ass, play and get bagged
Uptown, thugged out, and du-rags
On the block you find me, my niggas right behind me
Third Ward projects, we on the grind G
My bottle slang chrome, 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, they they could rid of me
I'm always on the radio, I'm always on the t.v.
Now am I bout it huh, whodi I'm bout it it
Hop out the limo, watch the women a crowd around it
I keep the burner with me, never on the without it
I put you in the papers, let family read about it
I'm going in the streets, and I own my own crib
You'll see a landlord, round me
nigga, you could ask my dog C
And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a check P
Huh to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you want
And watch how a nigga, send you to the hospital
Stick this baretta to your braids, me and my
Sticking together like Franky and me

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