Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: the disciple

I walk in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and
Throwing bows, showing gold's, and smoking
yak in the back, presidential
Hand in hand with the devil, my imperial
We hang with that busta they call miracle
The first disciple, 30 from the rifle
Grab his soul a reaper
A.k.a. known as lil' peter
Light 'em up the powder
Best believe I'm a
The said sic him and whoever else with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and flip him, we

(pastor troy)
I think somebody's to die (4x then to background of hook)

4x

You say you want me, but you betta yo army
Dez georgia rebels gone let nobody harm me

2: blackout

Killa, disabled, stable, mentally the name 'em
But yet I over God given talents
Enter near it, cause ravage and repercussions, and
Pimpin' at them, slim, seeking titanic
steady slow
Bobin' and weavin' we a do'
Complication rules the nation so I roll while I
This one goes out to my
one they caught in they smoke
Bungey jumping, hang gliding, and sliding of ski
Went from busta's dope, over used to be coke
I can't cope, cut throat, rhymes dope
I go fo'

3: pinhead

Smoking on that reefer, the street sweepers
Suckers I got wiped up can't run from the grand
a, miracle game so lame that you can't show
You tried to steal a from the pastor and got caught
I brought my folks
My folks that keep it
We on that brandi and we handy with the steel
guard yo grill, hard to kill, like steven segal
Cause when I see him fall, i'ma shatter his brains the wall

(pastor troy)

I think somebody's to die 4x then to background of hook

4x

You say you me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez georgia rebels ain't let nobody harm me

Verse 4: pastor

Okay got me last and I'm mad
And I'm ready to
One eighty pounds strong, but watch how I bite
They flight, cause this buster ackin' like my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen with that chrome desert eagle
These my people, in georgia, ya, I can't
Get off in miami riding on candy paint
Now would you I got a body in my trunk?
I'm out the window, hell yeah!, I shot the punk
The first to dump, the one that punk scatter
I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm still that pastor
So any bastard, that got to harm me
You best of be ready I got a army

(pastor troy)

I somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook

till end

You say you want me, but you brang yo army
Dez rebels ain't gone let nobody harm me