Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

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

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I'm a soldier, stankers keep me reachin for my holster
Sometime I feel my is creepin closer
But I'ma on thuggin like I'm 'posed ta, 'posed 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 played me sometime
But a real nigga regroup relax and take this on his grind
I was gifted with a sick grip game, and it stick to the
Plus I'm gifted at spittin make my click to a tune
I'm schizophrenic, I probably won't stick to this mood
Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have to this brick to this dude
I heard some niggaz got somethin to say me back 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 murdered and won't be back in the
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 Rap-A-Lot ain't payin me like I got nuttin
If six figures is bent over, I'm lovin the fuckin

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