Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: peter the

I in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting
Throwing bows, gold's, and smoking dro's
Drinking yak in the back,
Hand in hand with the devil, my imperial
We don't hang with busta they call miracle
The first disciple, 30 from the rifle
Grab his like a reaper
A.k.a. better known as peter
Light 'em up with the
Best I'm a rider
The said sic him and whoever else with 'em
And watch me and my go and flip him, we ready

(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 rebels ain't gone let harm me

2: blackout

Killa, disabled, stable, challenged the name 'em
But yet I manage over God talents
Enter near it, ravage and repercussions, and damages
Pimpin' at them, iceberg slim, titanic
Creeping slow
Bobin' and weavin' we a do'
Complication rules the nation so I roll I smoke
This one out to my folk
This one they in they smoke
Bungey jumping, gliding, and sliding of ski slopes
Went from selling busta's dope, over to be coke
I cope, cut throat, rhymes over dope
I go fo'

Verse 3:

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

(pastor troy)

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

4x

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

4: pastor troy

Okay they got me and I'm mad
And I'm to fight
One hundred eighty pounds strong, but watch how I
takin flight, cause this buster ackin' like my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times with that chrome desert
These my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I
Get dumped off in miami riding on candy
Now you believe I got a body in my trunk?
I'm crunk out the window, hell yeah!, I the punk
The first to dump, the first one that punk
I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm still labeled that
So any bastard, that got to harm me
You of be ready cause I got a army

(pastor troy)

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

till end

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