Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a Soldier

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

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

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

1]

He with Dre, he gon' sell,
will he do a mil' plus or he end up in jail?
get real 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
catch me at a sign, niggah i ain't drunk,
i'm gangsta i pop leave you eye in the pump
tie you ass up, let you die in the trunk,
i'm from westside compton, niggah i a punk
streets is talkin, is he from is he from queens?
do he ghost for P. Diddy, can he ME A sixteen?
did he take 5 is he a blood or a crip?
ride through the CPT, my hood painted on bricks
and I'ma die with a clip, 'cause I'm a ghetto boy
i just rap a lot like J-Prince (the of rap a lot)

2]

In '99 i studied Chronic+ inside out,
a +Doggystyle+ for breakfast, lunch was +Reasonable
I know how to count bars, i was writin' on napkins(?)
high as fuck i wrote my first sixteen to
I was in the hood fightin' niggaz, over who the best MC
Ice-Cube, Dogg or Xzibit
and how the east been makin' the
since them long-beach niggaz walked in new york and the buildings
then this marcy-project came and stole the crown,
right the king of NY got shot down,
ten years later I'm in Harlem them mixtapes,
they like me, i want them to love me they love Mase,
but holla in LA niggaz tell ya they hate me,
and the plan is to me with my gun on safety
niggah I'm still breathin', I dead,
next you try to kill me, put one in my head

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, kicked in the door and start blastin',
niggah i'm a gangsta, i don't no pitty,
i just sit inside the ferarri and up a fillie
and i compared to shyne like shyne was compared to biggie,
i'm from compton, he from new city
come on really, you gotta be kiddin', nobody biggie but biggie,
but i'm a six figi niggi, and i Fifty,
but that don't i can get you backstage at awards,
or you went to highschool I'ma take you on tour,
'cause he got two bodyguards he can't get hit the four,
and he wear a vest don't make him tupac shakur,
you see me in the streets, ain't no security guards,
no L.A.P.D, no bullet cars, I'm a gangsta!