Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: the disciple

I in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting
Throwing bows, showing gold's, and dro's
yak in the back, presidential
Hand in with the devil, my team imperial
We don't hang with that busta they miracle
The disciple, 30 shots from the rifle
Grab his soul a reaper
A.k.a. better known as lil'
Light 'em up the powder
Best I'm a rider
The pastor said sic him and else with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and him, we ready

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

4x

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

Verse 2:

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

3: pinhead

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

(pastor troy)

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

4x

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

Verse 4: pastor

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

(pastor troy)

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

till end

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