Luyện nghe bài hát Born to Be a Soldier

(intro p])
What's up and bitches.
the muthafuckin kisarme.
It's no limit, p.
Im'a y'all 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 souls from these wars,
The streets, the ghetto, the hood. the ghetto.

x 7

p]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!

I was to be a soldier!

Ah, atten!
Hoo! muthafuckas you move
I got what is to make your ass feel (? )
You don't wanna rest in this
No limit throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and
I got your ground troops runnin incoming!
Go, go go go, the future
Bout to rip (? ) vest, split your capita
The niggas be marchin in the camp
Bitch we soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No lve's, no
But we kill our enemies, and humvees!

x 5

p]
Born, to be, a muthafuckin
The colonel play, I'm out that tank
Money in the bank, niggas thank
At ease when we rank, cause we cap
Fools run they trap, bust caps
Fools die a deaths, solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my
Candy painted hummer, gold d's
We bout it, on our cream cause we rowdy
Battle advil, niggas load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I character
I'm to bust keys, niggas (? )
Niggas are fuckin, them trees
gon die in new orleans

x 4

I came out the womb, niggas wanna combat tank
My antics, my ghetto tactics
I smack quick, stick gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
Nigga what? black, my m-16, is bitch
I was born to drop shit
Punk your ass like a sac
Yeah, I keep a gat bitch (? ) I react
them soldiers, told ya, and that's it
But see, I set my shit off like a (go, t, go)
We roll, I we roll like a muthafuckin blunt
See, don't stunt and don't try to front
I'm the shocker, I snatch your ass like a muthafuckin duck
I put on my camoflauge nigga, straight up my boot
Why a muthafucka 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!

x 4

Bringin and weed
Lil fiend live by the soldiers
Of broken no in the botton pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues, playing chess games with the chain
(? ) at the gun range, I'll bring pain
I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport a vest
But niggas are put to rest, but got right tatted on my chest
I was best on my recon, harm and dis
The war from this, is that fiend was from this
Scarred from this, so all the armies now go
Cause the design, stay from nine to five
Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, till my gun up
No soldiers, the world blow up!

x 3

Assassin, soldier, sniper,
Son of a bitch, arsonist, house
Been there, most before the sun rose
We changin clothes, when the po chase
Narrow with the bass, got them all in my face
And them fake niggas hate, so I started different
And when I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll on
Tatoo me on your arm and tell he got his rhyme on
Murder murder kill killin and shit that I
For lunatics who be feelin this
Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, nigga keep it
Pops me the game, bout to bag a feel
We attack like the men in
You react, if you got a gat
never die, camoflauge in my vein
I'll never in the purple rain
My name pain, I'm a soldier

x 8