Luyện nghe bài hát Camoflauge

Mac
look.
All them soldiers, put them up, ya heard me?
Cause it's down No Limit style, feel it.

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)
All my niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)

Camoflauge bitch, Mercedes, for I bitch
You don't try bitch, quick to ride or die bitch
Don't underestimate me cause I the B's hate me
Make me all out my character, forget I was a lady
Sexing and shady, got more then the average nigga
All about my cabbage nigga cause I gots to it nigga
Give it up, cause my girls don't give a fuck, we through like nigga what
We split you up with choppers, them motherfuckin stoppers
Only fuck with soldiers, thug niggas that be down to ride
And I got look (click) for all them haters die
You ride for me, I ride for you, I put that on the
My platinum LP's, my and my bank

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my bitches, raise 'em high)

Mac
The motherfuckin Assassin, seven three O seven
I first laid it at the age of Mac eleven
If I ever slack up when they kill me
But I never let you steal me, on the for real we
In it for long paper, lyrical from skyscrapers
You'll need a million fake to break us
I got my soldier with me and I got my sniper me
My murderer, him specialize in taking out kidneys
Infinitely, you me down bitch, I'll be back in my ghost
Wooo, I like my with some egg and some toast
And I'm fully loaded, the only way papa taught me to it
One in the chamber, cause if I'm walking danger
a dunk it, you know I get full of funky with these niggas
Whether it's or it's triggers
If I die tonight tell God to my words and resurrect 'em
So in the next life can check 'em

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)
All my niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)

Sam
Never say die, the attitude, nigga, do what we have to do
I'm a soulja, it's the that I'm adding to
We hustle when it's hot, this got bout nine niggas on it
Come through and you goin find on it
Bout five in the morning or three in the
Cross the camo, we toss the ammo, 'em bleeding
We responded to war with automatics spit
Pumping drugs or smokin it, both of 'em
My click attack it, on the or on stages
Our fingers on triggers and our triggers on
Flipping niggas like pages, get it from the start
Fuck a vest, you me, aim straight for the heart
Don't miss that's they ass if a nigga don't hit
Camoflauge, die, nigga, fuck that shit
We come eqipped with thugs, all black, all
Fuck around Uptown and get with your own gat

Mac/(Mercedes)
All my niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em
(And all my camoflauge bitches, 'em high)

Mac
Wooo, and real.
1999, ya me?
Macadon, Mercedes, my Sam.
Camoflauge off in bitch.
No Soldiers.