Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: the disciple

I walk in hell, bucking and fighting, and biting
bows, showing gold's, and smoking dro's
Drinking yak in the back,
in hand with the devil, my team imperial
We don't hang with that they call miracle
The first disciple, 30 shots the rifle
Grab his soul like a
A.k.a. better known as lil'
Light 'em up with the
Best believe I'm a
The pastor sic him and whoever else with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and 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 brang yo army
Dez georgia rebels ain't gone let harm me

2: blackout

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

Verse 3:

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

(pastor troy)

I think bout to die 4x then to background of hook

4x

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

4: pastor troy

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 this buster like my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times with that chrome desert
These my people, in georgia, ya, I can't
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 shot the
The first to dump, the one that punk scatter
I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm labeled that pastor
So any bastard, that got to harm me
You best of be ready 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 rebels gone let nobody harm me