Luyện nghe bài hát Born 2 Be A Soldier

(Intro P])
What's up and bitches.
the muthafuckin kisarme.
It's No Limit, P.
Im'a introduce to the muthafuckin,
one of the hardest on the tank, Mystikal.
We was all to be soldiers.
See, these thoughts,
they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls these wars,
the streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto.
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Bitch, I'm a soldier!

I was to be a soldier!

Ah, ATTEN!
Hoo! Muthafuckas don't you
I got what is takes to make ass feel (?)
You don't wanna rest in this
No Limit soldiers grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and
I got your troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the future
Bout to rip (?) vest, split your capita
The be marchin in the land camp
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what us!
No LVE's, no
But we our enemies, and drive humvees!
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Born, to be, a muthafuckin
The colonel don't play, I'm out that
Money in the bank, make niggas
At ease when we rank, salute we cap
Fools run trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my
Candy painted hummer, gold D's
We bout it, eyes on our cause we rowdy
Battle advil, niggas load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cause I know character
I'm to bust keys, niggas (?)
Niggas are fuckin, slanging them
They gon die in New
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I came out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna tank
My antics, my ghetto tactics
I smack quick, stick gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
what? Black, my M-16, is black bitch
I was born to drop phat
Punk your ass a sac bitch
Yeah, I keep a gat (?) I react quick
Blow them soldiers, ya, and that's it
But see, I set my shit off a punt (Go, T, Go)
We roll, I we roll like a muthafuckin blunt
See, don't come stunt and don't try to
I'm Silkk the Shocker, I snatch your ass a muthafuckin duck
I put on my camoflauge nigga, up my fuckin boot
Why would a who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot
face, salute!
Tell soldier, by the way I talk
I'ma soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left)
I was to be a soldier!
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Bringin and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers
Of broken no in the botton pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues, playing live chess with the chain
(?) at the gun range, cause I'll pain
When I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport a
But niggas are put to rest, but got them right on my chest
I was on my recon, started harm and dis
The war from this, is that was born from this
Scarred from this, so all the now go hide
the crime design, stay from nine to five
Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, my gun show up
No soldiers, the world blow up!
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Assassin, soldier, sniper,
Son of a bitch, arsonist, house
Been there, done most the sun rose
We changin clothes, when the po po's
Narrow with the bass, got them hoes all in my
And them fake niggas hate, so I started different
And even I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll on
Tatoo me on your arm and niggas he got his rhyme on
Murder murder kill killin and that I spit
For lunatics who be feelin shit
Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, keep it real
Pops gave me the game, to bag a feel
We attack like the Men in
You react, if you got a gat
I'll never die, camoflauge in my
never change in the purple rain
My name pain, I'm a soldier
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