Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Soldier

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

All you wannabe gangstas, Volkswagens
Chillin' at the high schools, broke but
Under educated, your style is
You talk behind my and your rope's gold-plated
But I'm to take revenge, my beef will never end
I'll tear your midsection, 'til your body to bend
a pistol, I'm a smokin'
I'm crushin', not
Whippin' sissies for a past time, and no I'm chokin'
I blow suckers with the flicker of my index
Not brass monkey, it's a natural
Go getter tactics, suckers holla
A vicious motherfucker with a rope my collar
I carry lots a cash, I whip a ass
I a big Caddy, and I pull the trigger fast
Down at Arnold's on the Ave, I fight 'til the
I let you suck my in my chest, and then I your damn neck
I got the cold beats rippin', your needle's not
So many damn weapons that the trippin'
People in Seattle hate me, cause I'm not a hood
But you rock wish that 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 Moon clip, and a and Wesson
I'm about to you roody-poos a cold gun lesson
I'm the of mayhem, master of destruction
Got a 44 mag, with the blunt
Page 1 says open, page 2 says
3 says cock, page 4 says kill
A mini 14, full dress
A thirty round clip, and I ain't takin' no
I'm a rough eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser
My M16 has a flasher
My Sterling mark six , funny but it hits
It looks sideways but the sucker will
A pack of dangerous beretta, small but its good
Some of you wannabes wish you could

Be a hip hop
I'm a hip hop

Now I'm about to get go, so I better up
I'm not crime, but you gotta get tough
I don't in gun control, the theory is proven
Give a criminal a gun, and your public is
For you gotta fight back, cause the ain't black
No protection in section, now it's time to act
A 22 won't due, you rapid fire
I'm a gum gun buyer
Big rifles, can make a suckers day
You mess around with me so lot, you might get blown
5 gold rings, never intimidated
In they are jealous, cause a brother has made it
But they don't mess with me, cause might get Iked
I'm not a gay rapper, I like to get knifed
The made me do it, and I wannabe good
Don't you wish 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 game player, I'm a rhyme sayer
My vigilante includes my mayor
I pack two uzis cause they all crime
You might get yours, but let me get mine
I beat woman, romance is better
If a freak wants to leave, boy you might as let her
West coast rappers we all hard
When we chillin' on the set, we 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