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 liuetenants on the tank, mystikal.
We was all to be soldiers.
See, these thoughts,
was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from 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 you move
I got what is to make your ass feel (? )
You don't wanna in this parade
No soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops from incoming!
Go, go go go, the caliber
Bout to rip your (? ) vest, split your
The niggas be marchin in the land
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what us!
No lve's, no
But we kill our enemies, and humvees!

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Born, to be, a soldier
The colonel don't play, I'm out that
in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, cause we cap
run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a deaths, solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my
painted hummer, triple gold d's
We bout it, eyes on our cause we rowdy
Battle advil, niggas load they carriages
on the mayor of the cash cause I know character
I'm ready to bust keys, (? )
are fuckin, slanging them trees
They gon die in new

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I out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna combat tank
My ghetto antics, my ghetto
I smack quick, stick another gat to your ass and acrobatic
what? black, my m-16, is black bitch
I was born to phat shit
your ass like a sac bitch
Yeah, I keep a gat bitch (? ) I react
Blow soldiers, told ya, and that's 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 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 would a muthafucka who tru laugh at old shoot
face, salute!
Tell soldier, by the way I talk
Tell i'ma soldier, by the way I (right, left, left)
I was to be a soldier!

x 4

Bringin bags and
Lil live by the soldiers creed
Of no seed in the botton pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues, live chess games 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 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 limit soldiers, the world up!

x 3

Assassin, soldier, sniper,
Son of a bitch, arsonist, burglarer
Been there, done most the sun rose
We clothes, when the po po's chase
with the bass, got them hoes all in my face
And them fake niggas hate, so I different ways
And even I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll on
Tatoo me on your arm and tell niggas he got his on
Murder kill killin and shit that I spit
For lunatics who be feelin shit
Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, keep it real
Pops me the game, bout to bag a feel
We attack 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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