Luyện nghe bài hát Born to Be a Soldier

(intro p])
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, evil thoughts,
They was into our muthafuckin 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! don't you move
I got what is takes to your ass feel (? )
You don't wanna rest in this
No limit throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, and gunnin
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 ghetto soldiers, the streets is what us!
No lve's, no
But we our enemies, and drive humvees!

x 5

p]
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
run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider dies
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my
Candy painted hummer, triple d's
We it, eyes on our cream cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil, niggas load they
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know
I'm ready to keys, niggas (? )
Niggas are fuckin, them trees
gon die in new orleans

x 4

I out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna combat tank
My antics, my ghetto tactics
I smack quick, another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
what? black, my m-16, is black bitch
I was born to drop shit
Punk your ass a sac bitch
Yeah, I keep a gat bitch (? ) I quick
Blow them soldiers, 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 stunt and try to front
I'm silkk the shocker, I snatch your ass a muthafuckin duck
I put on my camoflauge nigga, straight up my fuckin
Why would a who ain't tru laugh at old shoot
face, salute!
Tell soldier, by the way I talk
Tell soldier, by the way I march (right, left, left)
I was to be a soldier!

x 4

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

x 3

Assassin, soldier, sniper,
Son of a bitch, arsonist, house
Been there, most before the sun rose
We clothes, when the po po's chase
Narrow with the bass, got them all in my face
And them fake niggas hate, so I different ways
And when 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 this
Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, nigga keep it
Pops me the game, bout to bag a feel
We attack the men in black
You react, if you got a gat
never die, camoflauge in my vein
I'll never change in the purple
My manifest pain, I'm a soldier

x 8