Luyện nghe bài hát Brang Yo Army!

Verse 1: the disciple

I walk in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and
bows, showing gold's, and smoking dro's
Drinking yak in the back,
in hand with the devil, my team imperial
We hang with that busta they call miracle
The first disciple, 30 shots from the
his soul like a reaper
A.k.a. better known as lil'
Light 'em up with the
believe 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 think somebody's to die (4x then to background of hook)

4x

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

Verse 2:

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

3: pinhead

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

(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 georgia rebels gone let nobody harm me

Verse 4: troy

Okay got me last and I'm mad
And I'm to fight
One hundred eighty strong, but watch how I bite
They takin flight, cause this buster ackin' my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times with that chrome 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 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 to background of hook

till end

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