Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

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If somebody got a problem with me, and address it
If the shoe it then walk 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 under my mattress
Please don't let the gold and the diamonds you
I promise it's nothin for family to lose 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 stones
Z-Ro the Crooked, but you faggots already know my mayne
you'd love to catch me slippin 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 smoked somebody befo' and smokin's a bad habit
say it always 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 right now

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I'm a soldier, stankers keep me reachin for my holster
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 have a clear vision
I needed ends there was no residence for me to sleep in
the streets raised me, man they played me sometime
But a real nigga relax and take this back on his grind
I was gifted with a grip game, and it stick to the spoon
I'm gifted 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 to say 'bout me back 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 murdered and won't be in the hood
Same way I stack the I'm just like that in the hood
to you a hat in public or a hat in the hood
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 pull up 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 burst, bleedin
And exit to dig a ditch even, give me the reason
Promise I've lookin to get some stress off
I let the muh'fuckin mac-11 hack everything under the off
Used to be a problem now I'm a problem grown up
I done done some shit and one day I'ma have to own up
But when I say somethin homey I what I say
murder you straight up or I can lean when I spray
Z-Ro the "fuck everybody" nigga from Up Click
Now I gon' let you bend over to tie your shoes up bitch
I'ma launch a Bernard type of blow in your jaw
That's the way I my perimeter, Ro is the law