Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Soldier

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

All you gangstas, drivin' Volkswagens
at the high schools, broke but braggin'
Under educated, your is dated
You talk my back and your rope's gold-plated
But I'm back to take revenge, my beef will end
I'll tear your midsection, 'til your body to bend
a pistol, I'm a smokin'
I'm crushin', not
sissies for a past time, and no I'm never chokin'
I blow away with the flicker of my index
Not monkey, it's a natural reflex
Go getter tactics, makin' holla
A vicious motherfucker with a around my collar
I carry lots a cash, I a sucker's ass
I drive a big Caddy, and I pull the fast
Down at on the Ave, I fight 'til the death
I let you suck my in my chest, and then I your damn neck
I got the cold rippin', your needle's not skippin'
So many damn weapons that the trippin'
People in Seattle hate me, cause I'm not like a
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 automatic suckers are
Got a Moon clip, and a Smith and Wesson
I'm about to give you a cold gun lesson
I'm the wizard of mayhem, of destruction
Got a 44 mag, with the blunt
1 says open, page 2 says feel
Page 3 says cock, page 4 kill
A mini 14, full dress
A thirty round clip, and I takin' no mess
Cause I'm a eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser
My M16 has a presser
My Sterling six , it's funny but it hits
It looks but the sucker will kick
A pack of dangerous beretta, kinda small but its
Some of you wannabes wish that you

Be a hip hop
I'm a hip hop

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

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

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

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