Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: peter the

I in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting
Throwing bows, showing gold's, and dro's
yak in the back, presidential
Hand in hand the devil, my team 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 I'm a rider
The pastor said sic him and else with 'em
And me and my boys go and flip him, we ready

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

4x

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

Verse 2:

Killa, disabled, stable, mentally the name 'em
But yet I manage over God given
near it, cause 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 caught in smoke
Bungey jumping, hang gliding, and of ski slopes
Went from selling busta's dope, used to be coke
I can't cope, cut throat, 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 that you can't show
You tried to steal a track from the pastor and got
I brought my folks
My folks that keep it
We drinking on that brandi and we with the steel
guard yo grill, hard to kill, like steven segal
Cause when I see him fall, shatter his brains against the wall

(pastor troy)

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

4x

You say you me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez georgia rebels ain't gone let harm me

Verse 4: pastor

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 seventeen times with that desert eagle
These my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I
Get dumped off in 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 to dump, the first 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 cause I got a army

(pastor troy)

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

till end

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