Luyện nghe bài hát Born 2 Be A Soldier

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What's up and bitches.
It's the 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 from 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 your ass feel (?)
You wanna rest in this parade
No Limit throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and
I got your ground runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the future
Bout to rip your (?) vest, split capita
The niggas be marchin in the camp
we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No LVE's, no
But we our enemies, and drive humvees!
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Born, to be, a muthafuckin
The don't play, I'm out that tank
in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, salute we cap
run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider once
Put on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt
Candy painted hummer, gold D's
We it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil, load they carriages
Weapons on the of the cash cause I know character
I'm ready to bust keys, (?)
Niggas are fuckin, them trees
They gon die in New
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I came out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna combat
My ghetto antics, my ghetto
I smack quick, another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
Nigga Black, my M-16, is black bitch
I was born to drop phat
Punk your ass like a sac
Yeah, I keep a gat (?) I react quick
Blow them soldiers, told ya, and it
But see, I set my off like a punt (Go, T, Go)
We roll, I said we roll like a blunt
See, don't come stunt and don't try to
I'm the Shocker, I snatch your ass like a muthafuckin duck
I put on my camoflauge nigga, straight up my boot
Why would a who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot
face, salute!
Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I
Tell soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left)
I was to be a soldier!
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Bringin bags and
Lil Fiend by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues, playing live games with the chain
(?) at the gun range, cause I'll bring
When I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport a
But are put to rest, but got them right tatted on my chest
I was on my recon, started harm and dis
The war this, is that Fiend was born from this
Scarred this, so all the armies now go hide
Cause the crime design, stay from to five
Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, my gun show up
No Limit soldiers, the blow up!
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Assassin, soldier, sniper,
Son of a bitch, arsonist, house
Been there, done most before the sun
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 when I'm and gone
My legacy'll on
Tatoo me on arm and tell niggas he got his rhyme on
Murder murder kill killin and that I spit
For lunatics who be this shit
Put the gat in my face, I squeal, nigga keep it real
Pops gave me the game, bout to bag a
We like the Men in Black
You react, if you got a gat
I'll never die, in my vein
I'll never in the purple rain
My name pain, I'm a soldier
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