Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Soldier

[21 instrumental to open]

If got a problem with me, come and address it
If the shoe fits it then walk in it I'm to Texas
See I'm from a section where we kid each other for
So I keep and a chopper right under my mattress
don't let the gold and the diamonds fool you
I promise nothin for your family to lose you
It's just you speak to me watch ya tone, call the chief on the phone
Bring the beef to your home, make you under some stones
Z-Ro the Crooked, but you faggots already know my mayne
Know you'd love to catch me in the turnin lane mayne
Fuck a rap tuck my strap right in of my britches
I'm rappin to pay my lawyer for creatin a witness
I smoked somebody befo' and smokin's a bad habit
They say it always take you to your casket, but fuck
Cause I scared, bitch I'm ready 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 for my holster
Sometime I feel my death is closer
But I'ma keep on thuggin like I'm ta, 'posed ta

Look at the conditions I was livin in, I didn't have a clear vision
I ends cause there was no residence for me to sleep in
Nigga the raised me, man they played me sometime
But a real nigga regroup and take this back on his grind
I was gifted a sick grip game, and it stick to the spoon
Plus I'm gifted at make my vocals click to a tune
Bitch I'm schizophrenic, I probably won't stick to this
Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have to bring this brick to this
I heard some got somethin to say 'bout me back in the hood
Can't be Mo City, cause I'll be back in the hood
And we can scrap or we can take it to the in the hood
You get your stuff or be murdered and won't be in the hood
Same way I stack the republic I'm just that in the hood
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 that down, just might get walked down
another statistic and down these war grounds
Nigga pull up hands, just look at each other
But guaranteed to up a bitch he gon' wanna make me suffer
So I shoot first, look at his burst, bleedin
And exit to dig a ditch that's even, give me the
Promise I've been lookin to get stress off
I let the muh'fuckin mac-11 everything under the neck off
Used to be a problem now I'm a problem grown up
I done some evil shit 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 lean I spray
Z-Ro the "fuck everybody" nigga Screwed 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
the way I police my perimeter, Ro is the law