Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Soldier

I'm a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop

All you wannabe gangstas, drivin'
at the high schools, broke but braggin'
Under educated, style is dated
You talk behind my back and your rope's
But I'm back to take revenge, my will never end
I'll tear your midsection, 'til body start to bend
a pistol, I'm a smokin'
I'm crushin', not
Whippin' for a past time, and no I'm never chokin'
I away suckers with the flicker of my index
Not brass monkey, it's a reflex
Go getter tactics, makin' holla
A motherfucker with a rope around my collar
I carry a cash, I whip a sucker's ass
I drive a big Caddy, and I the trigger fast
Down at on the Ave, I fight 'til the death
I let you my in my chest, and then I break your damn neck
I got the cold beats rippin', needle's not skippin'
So many damn weapons the military's trippin'
People in Seattle hate me, I'm not like a hood
But you rock heads wish you could

Be a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop

Now get one thing straight, my weapons are great
You 22 suckers are late
Got a quarter clip, and a Smith and Wesson
I'm to give you roody-poos a cold gun lesson
I'm the wizard of mayhem, master of
Got a 44 mag, with the blunt
Page 1 says open, page 2 says
3 says cock, page 4 says kill
A 14, full combat dress
A thirty round clip, and I takin' no mess
Cause I'm a rough eyegrasser, a camouflage
My M16 has a presser
My Sterling six , it's funny but it hits
It looks sideways but the will kick
A pack of dangerous beretta, kinda but its good
Some of you wish that you could

Be a hip hop
I'm a hip hop

Now I'm to get go, so I better clean up
I'm not avigatin' crime, but you gotta get
I don't believe in gun control, the is proven
Give a criminal a gun, and your is losin'
For you gotta fight back, cause the ain't black
No protection in your section, now it's to act
A 22 won't due, you need rapid
I'm a gum gun buyer
Big battle rifles, can make a day
You mess with me so lot, you might get blown away
5 gold rings, never intimidated
In Seattle they are jealous, a brother has made it
But they mess with me, cause they might get Iked
I'm not a gay rapper, I don't to get knifed
The made me do it, and I wannabe good
Don't you roody-poos wish that you

Be a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop ...

I'm runnin' point bullets, in my 38
So if you plan to get ill, you better stay in place
I'm not a game player, I'm just a rhyme sayer
My vigilante includes my mayor
I pack two cause they stop all crime
You get yours, but don't let me get mine
I never woman, romance is better
If a wants to leave, boy you might as well let her
West coast rappers we all bust
we chillin' on the set, we never need a bodyguard
People in Seattle hate me, I'm not like a hood
of you wannabes wish that you could

Be a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop ...
I'm a hip hop