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
yak in the back, presidential
Hand in hand with the devil, my imperial
We don't with that busta they call miracle
The first disciple, 30 from the rifle
Grab his soul like a
A.k.a. better as lil' peter
Light 'em up with the
Best believe I'm a
The pastor said sic him and whoever with 'em
And me and my boys 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 brang yo army
Dez georgia ain't gone let nobody harm me

Verse 2:

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

3: pinhead

Smoking on that reefer, with the 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 track from the pastor and got
I brought my freaking
My folks that it real
We drinking on that and we handy with the steel
guard yo grill, hard to kill, like steven segal
Cause when I see him fall, i'ma his brains against the wall

(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

Verse 4: troy

Okay they got me and I'm mad
And I'm to fight
One hundred eighty pounds strong, but how I bite
They flight, cause this buster ackin' like my amigo
Hit 'em times with that chrome desert eagle
These my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I
Get dumped off in miami riding on candy
Now would you believe I got a body in my
I'm crunk out the window, yeah!, I shot the punk
The first to dump, the first one 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 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 brang yo
Dez georgia rebels ain't gone let nobody me