Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Soldier

What up male? how you doin'? I got the flu
But I'm movin', spokane that would be my town
This is where the are born and crowned
We 'em the mike, they start rippin'

Dead body flashes, I'm limpen, give me the mike
And be pimpen that's the lines everyones sayin' rage, twelve gage
This is my religion juggalism, sit on my lap
I'm Santa and I am back

One mo claw in yo ma rack chitty chat
Stop talkin' like you black, fact if you wit me personally
Get yo dome split my name is set and I personally like you trick
Tick tock, there goes the clock, it's twelve at dot, my pot
My weed at rat a tat tat

Get me get at me dog, I hop in my hog
I got a twelve pump in the trunk along wit some egg nog
I'm looken for this nigga, I know, he snatch my
Once I find him, I he'll beg and plead
He don't want to see me

Cotton soldier, I ya
Who is it? The soldier
soldier, I told ya
Who is it? The soldier

So I'm headin' down felony flats, I'm on
Everyone in the I lost my partner, this is where I'm from
Though I don't have to be scared to out juggalo but
I'm steel for that fool who jacked me for my weed
I have to be 'cause I lost all my weed

I gotta take this punk down, curb, stomp next is my town
Enable to have sex, I'll chop off his shit, then he says, next?
Damn, this must be Rex, invincible in every type of way
Convinsible, I personally he's gay, it's all over now
I got my weed back time to get and get back home

Woop woop, what up male? It's 2006 and I'm blazed as fuck
And any body who reads ad on to the song
If you can so I can check up on my and see
If anybody got message, peace out