Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

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If somebody got a problem with me, and address it
If the fits it then walk in it I'm talkin to Texas
See I'm from a section where we kid other for practice
So I keep grenades and a chopper right under my
don't let the gold and the diamonds fool you
I promise it's nothin for 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 my name mayne
you'd love to catch me slippin in the turnin lane mayne
Fuck a rap tuck my strap in back of my britches
I'm just to pay my lawyer for creatin a witness
I done smoked somebody 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 murk niggaz and get my fetti now

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

Look at the conditions I was livin in, I didn't have a clear vision
I needed ends cause 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 gifted with a sick game, and it stick to the spoon
Plus I'm at spittin make my vocals click to a tune
Bitch I'm schizophrenic, I probably won't stick to mood
Hope I don't lose it I have to bring this brick to this dude
I heard some niggaz got somethin to say 'bout me in the hood
Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be in the hood
And we can or we can take it to the straps in the hood
You get your stuff or be and won't be back in the hood
Same way I stack the republic I'm just like that in the
Bring to you a hat in public or a hat in the
Niggaz say ain't payin me like I ain't got nuttin
If six figures is bein bent over, I'm lovin the

All you niggaz that talk down, just might get down
Become another statistic and these war grounds
Nigga up your hands, just look at each other
But guaranteed to beat up a bitch he gon' wanna me suffer
So I shoot first, look at his head burst,
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 everything under the neck off
Used to be a child now I'm a problem grown up
I done done some evil and one day I'ma have to own up
But when I say somethin homey I mean I say
murder you straight up or I can lean when I spray
Z-Ro the "fuck everybody" from Screwed Up Click
Now I ain't gon' let you bend 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