Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

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If somebody got a with me, come and address it
If the shoe fits it then in it I'm talkin to Texas
See I'm a section where we kid each other for practice
So I keep grenades and a chopper right under my
Please don't let the gold and the diamonds you
I promise it's nothin for your family to you
It's just when you speak to me watch ya tone, call the chief on the
Bring the beef to your home, make you sleep under some
Z-Ro the Crooked, but you faggots already my name mayne
Know you'd love to catch me in the turnin lane mayne
Fuck a rap my strap right in back of my britches
I'm just rappin to pay my lawyer for a witness
I done smoked somebody befo' and a bad habit
They say it always take you to your casket, but death
Cause I scared, bitch I'm ready to fly
But I go I'ma murk niggaz and get my fetti right now

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I'm a soldier, these keep me reachin for my holster
Sometime I feel my is creepin closer
But I'ma keep on thuggin like I'm 'posed ta, ta

Look at the conditions I was livin in, I didn't have a clear then
I needed ends cause there was no residence for me to in
Nigga the streets raised me, man they played me
But a real nigga regroup relax and take back on his grind
I was gifted with a sick grip game, and it stick to the
Plus I'm gifted at spittin make my vocals click to a
Bitch I'm schizophrenic, I probably stick to this mood
Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have to bring brick to this dude
I heard some niggaz got somethin to say 'bout me in the hood
be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the hood
And we can scrap or we can it to the straps in the hood
You get your stuff or be and won't be back in the hood
way I stack the republic I'm just like that in the hood
Bring to you a hat in or a hat in the hood
Niggaz say ain't payin me like I ain't got nuttin
If six figures is bein over, I'm lovin the fuckin

All you niggaz talk down, just might get walked down
Become statistic and down these war grounds
Nigga pull up your hands, just at each other
But guaranteed to beat up a he gon' wanna make me suffer
So I shoot first, at his head burst, bleedin
And exit to dig a ditch that's even, me the reason
I've been lookin to get some stress off
I let the muh'fuckin mac-11 hack everything the neck off
Used to be a problem child now I'm a grown up
I done done some evil shit and one day I'ma to own up
But I say somethin homey I mean what I say
I'ma murder you up or I can lean when I spray
the "fuck everybody" nigga from Screwed Up Click
Now I ain't gon' let you bend over to tie your up bitch
I'ma launch a Bernard type of blow in your jaw
That's the way I my perimeter, Ro is the law