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 walk in it I'm talkin to
See I'm from a section where we kid other for practice
So I keep grenades and a chopper under my mattress
Please let the gold and the diamonds fool you
I promise it's nothin for family to lose you
It's just when you to me watch ya tone, call the chief on the phone
Bring the beef to your home, make you under some stones
the Crooked, but you faggots already know my name mayne
Know you'd to catch me slippin in the turnin lane mayne
a rap tuck my strap right in back of my britches
I'm just rappin to pay my lawyer for a witness
I smoked somebody befo' and smokin's a bad habit
They say it take you to your casket, but fuck death
Cause I ain't scared, bitch I'm to fly
But until I go I'ma niggaz and get my fetti right now

2X: Z-Ro]
I'm a soldier, these stankers keep me reachin for my
Sometime I my death 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 a clear vision then
I ends cause there was no residence for me to sleep in
Nigga the streets raised me, man they me sometime
But a real nigga regroup relax and take this back on his
I was with a sick grip game, and it stick to the spoon
Plus I'm gifted at spittin make my vocals to a tune
I'm schizophrenic, I probably won't 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 me back in the hood
Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the
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 in the hood
way I stack the republic I'm just like that in the hood
Bring to you a hat in public or a hat in the
Niggaz say Rap-A-Lot ain't payin me like I got nuttin
If six figures is bein over, I'm lovin the fuckin

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