Luyện nghe bài hát Go To War

INTRO BY
You wanna go to lets get it then,
If war bring im wit it then,
I don't start beef, I it,
soldiers, we militent.

I like to fuss or fight,
just tryin to life right,
but dont my kindness for weekness 'cause i will take your life.
At first i walk away, unless you push me to play,
but thats I know you'll regret, so please dont forget:

Im a ghetto soldier,desperado
Im a ghetto soldier,good man ooooo
Im a ghetto soldier,how white ooooo
yes, a soldier,black man sing oooooo

The soldiers get my the leutenant,
The gets all of his orders from the captain.
General, i was young, i got drafted.
me to the army of brooklyn, those bastards.
Full of soldiers, my lay in caskets,
couldn't survive the heat,
Just the mavericks.
And I dont buy wolf tickets niggas,
But niggas be wolfin so i walk wit my clippers.
Some of my was alive for my struggle,
But aint to see my success.
wanted to see me make it, but got stripped naked,
And in the mall cuz of death.
So yo now Im successful,
how can i it?
They died early, so in their eyes I never it.
I goin' give you my life, you gotta take it,
Soldier, I'm out Blazin'.

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We said the same thing at the time,
I aint on wood.
Black cat crossed my path, my luck good.
Broke a mirror, I aint get 7 of bad luck.
bad aint even happened, my left eye jumped.
Put my hat on the bed I walked in the room.
Swept my feet, and I aint even on the broom.
What im say is, Im not supersticious.
Akon am I ?
([akon]Im a soldier)
My right hand itchin, been havin kid.
I opened the unbrella in da crib.
Bought my some shoes, she aint walk outta my life.
No bad luck, I the po twice.
No superstition, just intuition.
On the battle field get or do the killin.
By the way my good luck is a biscuit.
Ghetto to the ended...

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No no gain,
All of the trama is me.
cant swim,
thats why I drown in Hennesey.
of the enemy, runnin to your crib,
Slumped you in your fireplace, and smoke comin outta
chimney.
I could see straight through your and your trickory.
It mean shit to me, im trying to get to the bottom of it.
But I lost a lot of my energy,
get to the bottom of a botteless industry.
Now-a-days all i got is my and my dignity.
You with sympathy
They say misery needs company, why keep em
You me? when I could grab a weapon and put him outta his misery.
shots asked you to tell you Im not playing!
When you back you let me know what chu saying.
This gun busting its an unspoken language.
We communicate with our guns, this shit is

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