Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a Soldier

Yo Mel, they to kill me man,
Five and I'm still here nigguh! (hahaha!)

I don't a fuck where you niggas from,
East to Westcoast bang my gun,
You wear a vest when you come outside,
'cause this's Westside 'til i die

I'm a Soldier niggah,
I'm a niggah,
I'm a Soldier niggah,
I'm a niggah

1]

He signed Dre, he gon' sell,
will he do a plus or will he end up in jail?
get close to the speaker, i got a story to tell,
he from the front porch to the cover of double X-L
i took one in the heart, i'm to die
and all this hennesey'll make a nigga the G-5
me at a stop sign, niggah i ain't drunk,
i'm i pop mine leave you eye in the pump
tie you ass up, let you die in the trunk,
i'm from compton, niggah i ain't a punk
is talkin, is he from cali? is he from queens?
do he for P. Diddy, can he WRITE ME A sixteen?
did he 5 shots? is he a blood or a crip?
ride through the CPT, my hood painted on bricks
and I'ma die with a empty clip, 'cause I'm a boy
i just rap a lot like (the boss of rap a lot)

2]

In '99 i studied +The inside out,
a for breakfast, lunch was +Reasonable Doubt+
I ain't know how to bars, i was writin' on napkins(?)
high as fuck i wrote my sixteen to +Illmatic+
I was in the hood fightin' with niggaz, over who the MC
Ice-Cube, Dogg or Xzibit
and how the been makin' the killin'
since them niggaz walked in new york and crushed the buildings
then this marcy-project niggah and stole the crown,
right after the king of NY got down,
ten years later I'm in Harlem killin' mixtapes,
they like me, i want them to love me like they Mase,
but holla in LA them niggaz tell ya hate me,
and the plan is to catch me my gun on safety
I'm still breathin', I ain't dead,
next time you try to kill me, put one in my

3]

Before Jimmy Iovine the kid IV(?),
these bitch niggaz to take my live for five G's,
i was in the projects, two o' in the mornin',
playin' madden, niggaz in the door and start blastin',
niggah i'm a gangsta, i need no pitty,
i just sit inside the ferarri and up a fillie
and i been to shyne like shyne was compared to biggie,
i'm from compton, he from new york
come on really, you be kiddin', ain't nobody biggie but biggie,
but i'm a six niggi, and i know Fifty,
but that don't i can get you backstage at awards,
or 'cause you went to highschool take you on tour,
'cause he got two bodyguards he can't get hit the four,
and 'cause he wear a vest don't make him shakur,
when you see me in the streets, no security guards,
no L.A.P.D, no proof cars, I'm a gangsta!