Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

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If got a problem with me, come and address it
If the shoe fits it then in it I'm talkin to Texas
See I'm from a section we kid each other for practice
So I keep grenades and a chopper right under my
Please don't let the gold and the fool you
I promise it's nothin for your family to you
It's when you speak to me watch ya tone, call the chief on the phone
Bring the to your home, make you sleep under some stones
Z-Ro the Crooked, but you already know my name mayne
Know you'd love to catch me slippin in the turnin mayne
Fuck a rap tuck my right in back of my britches
I'm just to pay my lawyer for creatin 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

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I'm a soldier, stankers keep me reachin for my holster
Sometime I feel my death is creepin
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 this back on his
I was gifted with a grip 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 stick to this mood
Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have to bring this brick to dude
I heard some niggaz got somethin to say 'bout me in the hood
Can't be Mo City, 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
Same way I stack the republic I'm just like that in the
to you a hat in public or a hat in the hood
Niggaz say Rap-A-Lot ain't payin me like I ain't got
If six figures is bent over, I'm lovin the fuckin

All you niggaz talk down, just might get walked down
Become another and down these war grounds
Nigga pull up your hands, just look at each
But to beat up a bitch he gon' wanna make me suffer
So I shoot first, at his head burst, bleedin
And exit to dig a that's even, give me the reason
I've been lookin to get some stress off
I let the muh'fuckin hack everything under the neck off
Used to be a problem 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
I'ma murder you straight up or I can when I spray
Z-Ro the "fuck everybody" nigga from Up Click
Now I ain't let you bend over to tie your shoes up bitch
launch a Bernard Hopkins type of blow in your jaw
That's the way I my perimeter, Ro is the law